The great despair gripped Giselle like a venomous snake, its coils tightening around her, making her breaths short and panicked.

Suddenly, the sea roared to life with towering waves crashing ashore, each louder than the last.

Giselle clenched her fingers tightly, struggling to maintain her composure.

She was determined; she would not return to that monstrous man.

Recalling the last time, she was captured and brought back, Henry had warned her sternly against escaping ...