The soft whir of wheelchair wheels cut through the silence as Desmond moved toward me, his movements slow and deliberate. A cold, slender hand reached out to brush my cheek, his touch lingering far too long for comfort. "I told you I'd get you out. I always keep my word to you."
I flinched away sharply, tearing my face from his grasp, hot tears stinging at the corners of my eyes as I fought to keep them from falling.
My jaw was set tight as I feigned a stubborn strength I didn't truly feel, every line of my body radiating hurt and betrayal. "You're a liar! You've been lying to me this entire time!"
"Lilli, I had no choice. I've been looking for every chance to rescue you from that mansion, from the second I escaped," Desmond said, his voice low and husky, his damp, cold tongue darting o
