Elara’s POV
In my next life… maybe in my next life, I would be more watchful.
It hurts more being in the hands of robbers than that of Lyra. The new phone Zach gave me was already snatched the moment I was pulled into the car.
How in heaven did I think all black SUVs would be for Alric? My mouth was sealed tight, and I couldn’t even scream.
I tried to scream, but it only came out in the form of noise and I was still tied all over. Could there ever be a night without chaos happening?
I only wanted a good life. A peaceful life.
Beads of cold sweat I had felt earlier formed on my forehead, now dripping down. My heart pounded hard against my chest, vision almost blurry. I was restless and still tried to push through.
“You… can’t be silent? f**k, you’re the definition of ‘don’t judge a b
