Giselle’s entire body tensed with discomfort, her voice heavy with anger as she confronted Henry Jefferson, “This is our matter! Why are you doing this to him?!”

With a cold scoff, Henry commanded, “Come here.”

As his words fell, a brutal crash echoed, and Chase’s howls twisted through the air.

The stark white walls were splattered with bright red blood, forming a stark, horrifying contrast.

Unaccustomed to such gore, Giselle shook uncontrollably. Her hand ...