"Wynne, run. Go find the police."
Owen pushed me forward, urging me to run.
He dragged me over the fence, but when it was his turn, the debt collectors behind us had already caught up.
There was no time.
I reached out with everything I had, trying to pull him over.
"Wynne, don't be scared.
"Run forward. Don't look back.
"Wynne, you can do that, right?"
I did not say anything. I just stood there stubbornly, tears streaming down my face, refusing to move.
Through the fence, he wiped the tears from my cheeks.
"Well, look at this. Are we putting on some tragic goodbye scene now?
"You're letting her leave? Are you going to pay back her debt for her?" the man with the scar on his face said.
Owen ignored him and kept pushing me away through the fence.
"I'll come find you, Wynne.
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