Chapter 173 — The Seed Of Rebellion

The feeling of his huge palm gripping my arm resurfaced through my memory.

“Let go of me,” I remembered pleading.

And his words… the words of someone who claimed to love me, “What if I don't?”

I shuddered.

When he didn't reach out to me yesterday night, I thought maybe Ana had scared him and he was finally giving me a chance to breathe.

That thought grew stronger all morning, and my mind was already convincing me I was almost getting my ...