Determined to escalate the conflict, Vivian had her family's elite security team surround the entire Sterling Manor the next morning, blocking every exit and entrance.
Marcus clearly hadn't anticipated her reckless, domineering retaliation.
All traces of lingering regret from the previous night faded from his face in an instant.
"Vivian, what exactly are you trying to do?" he asked, his tone sharp and frigid.
Ignoring his question entirely, Vivian threw all caution to the wind.
She barked orders at her guards to seize me and lock me inside the infamous hidden basement chamber.
For the first time, I laid eyes on the place that had destroyed Amelia's mind.
Various ancient torture devices lined the cold stone walls. Sealed iron cages rattled softly with the skittering of rats. A putrid
