Chapter 4
meron stared at the divorce papers in his hands, his expression darkening. Then, without hesitation, he tore them apar :sound of ripping paper slicing through the air like a death sentence
ou can never divorce me,” he said, his voice dripping with finality. And that is final You signed up for this the moment ose to marry me.”
enched my fists, my body trembling. “I signed up for love, Cameron, I spat. “But you fooled me
lips curled into a cruel smirk. “Love? He laughed, the sound cold and merciless. “And where did that get you?” He took
p closer, his towering frame suffocating. If you divorce me, where will you go? You have nowhere. No family. No one
ald my chin high, masking the truth that he would never see coming. That’s just what you think, Cameron.
I wasn’t stupid enough to tell him.
at’s none of your business, I said through gritted teeth.
smirk vanished. In a flash, his fingers wrapped around my wrist, yanking me forward with enough force to throw me t
ance
u’re mine. Zoe. You don’t get to walk away.”
umbled, my breath hitching as I tried to pull free, but his grip only tightened. His eyes, cold and possessive, locked on le, daring me to challenge him
i done” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t belong here, Cameron. And I don’t want to ”
expression darkened. “You don’t get to decide that.“.
rked back with all my strength, but in the struggle, I lost my footing. My heel slipped against the rug, and before I cou ady myself, I was falling–fast.
a sharp edge of the coffee table caught me square in the stomach as I landed, knocking the breath from my lungs sked gasp escaped my lips as pain shot through my abdomen, burning deep and unforgiving. My hands trembled a ssed against the floor, trying to catch my breath, but the world spun around me in dizzying waves.
meron took a step back, watching me with a look that was more annoyance than concern. “You should be more caref *” he said, his tone laced with mockery.
rced myself to sit up, one hand clutching my stomach as nausea curled in my throat. My body screamed in protest, bu used to let him see my weakness.
ould not give him that satisfaction.E
allowing hard, I pushed myself upright and met his gaze with as much defiance as I could muster. 1 won’t stay, Camer matter what you do. No matter what you say.“!
scoffed, as if my words were nothing more than a child’s empty rebellion. “You’re forgetting something, sweetheart,” d, stepping closer, his shadow falling over me. “You have nowhere to go.”
wallowed against the lump in my throat. He was wrong. I did have somewhere to go. And in a few days, I’d be gone
st had to survive until then.
ay here, he ordered. ‘And don’t even think about escaping. Next time, I won’t go so easy on you.”
en he turned and walked out, slamming the door shut. The unmistakable sound of the lock clicking into place sent a wa dread through me.
as trapped. Again. Why? I don’t understand why he couldn’t just let me go when he doesn’t love me anymore.
irs streamed down my face as I curled into myself, shaking. My trembling fingers found my phone beneath the pillow 5 my only lifeline.X
aled my brother’s number, my breath uneven
e?” His voice was sharp, urgent.
lp me,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. Please, get me out of here. Right now.”
1 on my way, he said immediately. Til be there as soon as possible.“%
: call ended, but my fear only grew
in’t wait that long
whole body ached as I forced myself to stand, my ribs screaming in protest. My mind raced, searching for a way out.!!
en I thought of the balcony.
igging my broken body toward the glass doors, I flung them open, letting the cold night air hit my face. Below, the este unds stretched out in eerie silence, the towering iron gates taunting me with their distance. Five floors up–it was a ris tl had no choice.
halfway dow
ith shaking hands, I grabbed the bedsheets, knotting them together, twisting them tight. If I could just get halfway aybe-!
sharp, warm sensation spread between my legs.!!
roze.
owly, my gaze dropped to the floor. A dark red stain bloomed at my feet, soaking through my dress, pooling against r ambling thighs.
ood.
nic clawed at my throat. My hands flew to my abdomen, a wave of realization crashing over me.”
God… am I… pregnant?
adn’t even thought about it–not once. With everything happening, I hadn’t noticed the missed periods, the nausea, t
austion. I didn’t even realize I forgot to drink my pills.
ror settled in my bones.!!
en-
e door creaked open just as I was already hanging on there.
breath caught.”
a split second, I thought it was Cameron, coming back to finish what he started. But as I turned, I was met wi nething just as terrifying.
- on.
small frame stood in the doorway, bathed in the dim glow of the hallway. His blonde curls cast eerie shadows against t Is, his tiny hands curled into fists. But it wasn’t his presence that sent chills down my spine.
as the look in his eyes. Pure, unfiltered hatred.
glanced at the knotted sheets, his face twisting into something cruel as he leaned down to look at me hugging the shee way down.
at are you doing?” His voice was cold, unfeeling.
uldn’t speak. I could barely think.”
on’s expression darkened. “Are you trying to leave?“!!
ened my mouth, desperate to reason with him, but before I could utter a single word-
lips curled into a wicked smile. With a gleam in his eyes, he raised the scissors and sliced through half of the sheets. T ening sound of fabric tearing echoed in the room, the remaining half barely holding together.
3 me like a dog, dear stepmother,” he sneered. “Then maybe I’ll spare you.”
j’re insane,” I spat, my voice steady despite the fear clawing at my chest. “I’d rather die than beg you.”
smile widened into something twisted–almost delighted. Then, with a soft chuckle, he whispered, “As you ‘aised the scissors once more, this time aiming directly to cut through the final threads..
