Existing only for the mobster’s pleasure.
But then my ex came back to finish the job he started, and I remembered:
This nightmare is far from over.
I feel the pain in my hip before I can even open my eyes.
The pain may be what woke me up in the first place.
It is a throbbing, piercing kind of pain that radiates from my hip into my chest and down my thigh. I groan as I shift my leg out from underneath me. My foot prickles like a thousand needles being poked into my skin as blood finally rushes to it.
My vision is blurred, my eyes heavy as I blink against the dim light coming through the window. It’s too dark to be daylight outside, so it must be the glare from the security light above the garage.
It takes me several seconds to realize I’m in Olivia’s nursery … on the floor.
Then, se
