Chapitre 193: | You Are The Thief

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Anthony had spent weeks building me up, uncovering the strength he saw inside me, and doing everything he could to bring it to the surface. Anthony helped me build walls around my fragile soul, and all it took was one look into Zoloft's eyes for it all to crumble into nothing but dust.

"My sweet Jane Doe. You have no idea how I've missed you." He reached out through the steel bars to touch a strand of my hair, but I jerked back. His thin lips curved into a wicked grin. "I wondered if you changed during our time apart. Seems like you have."

I remained silent in fear I might vomit if I attempted to open my mouth.