44. You Can Go To Hell Too
Chloe sniffled quietly. It no longer smelled like dirty oil. Actually, it smelt like... Nathaniel. Chloe, who was still in between realms, frowned. She tried to recall how she got home. But all she recalled was giving Markings a response. She had no choice. Though she hated it, she had to agree to help him. That was the only way to ensure she wouldn't be exposed in the most gruelling way. The only option she was now left with, would be to juggle the issue by pretending to help Markings and not telling the men what happened when she was captured. Finally, Chloe reached a state of absolute consciousness. She could feel some soothing touch against her feet. That cajoled her to open her eyes. Once she did that, she realised why it smelled so much like Nathaniel. She was in his
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