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Chapter Ninety Seven Henry's heart raced with a mix of anxiety and excitement as he stepped out of the prison gates, finally tasting the sweet air of freedom after years of confinement. The sun shone brightly overhead, its warmth a stark contrast to the cold, gray walls he had grown accustomed to. He took a deep breath, savoring the scent of freedom and a future filled with possibilities.Adjusting to the bustling world outside the prison walls was overwhelming at first. The sights, sounds, and faces he encountered seemed foreign and distant. Still, determination drove him forward. Henry hailed a taxi and gave the address of his Las Vegas apartment, a place he hadn't seen in what felt like a lifetime.As the taxi sped through the city, Henry gazed out of the window, taking in the neon lights and the vibrant energy of Las Vegas. Memories of the life he once led here flooded back, a stark contrast to the confined and controlled existence of his prison days. The thought of returning to t
Chapter Ninety Eight Stella stood in the dimly lit room, her trembling hands clasped tightly over her reddened cheeks as tears streamed down her face. The stinging pain from Henry's slap still lingered, but it was the coldness in his eyes and the lack of remorse that cut her soul even deeper. She couldn't believe what had just happened, the sudden outburst of anger that turned everything upside down.The room felt suffocating, the walls seemingly closing in around her. The soft glow of the lamp illuminated the heartache etched across her face, her eyes swollen and red. She had always thought Henry was her rock, her safe harbor, but in that moment, he felt like a stranger, an unpredictable storm that had torn apart her world.As she stood there, she replayed the scene in her mind. They had been arguing about something trivial, and she had never imagined it would escalate this far. But anger had a way of changing people, revealing the darkest corners of their hearts, and in that moment
Chapter Ninety Nine Stella paced nervously in her dimly lit apartment, clutching her phone tightly as she dialed Elijah's number for what felt like the hundredth time. Each ring went unanswered, and her heart sank deeper with every moment of silence. She knew she had to apologize and face the consequences of her actions. The guilt gnawed at her conscience, and she couldn't bear it any longer.With a heavy sigh, Stella decided she couldn't wait any longer. She knew she had hurt Elijah deeply, and she needed to make things right. Taking a deep breath, she gathered her courage and resolved to face him in person. She hurriedly got dressed, slipped her phone into her pocket, and made her way to the club where they had once shared so many happy memories.As she entered the vibrant club, the pulsating music and colorful lights surrounded her, but she felt numb inside. The club that had once been a place of joy now held a cloud of remorse for her. Stella found a secluded corner and ordered
Chapter Hundred “Leave me alone, I don't want to follow you “ Stella whispered her lips shaking but he ignored her Amidst the neon-lit chaos of the pulsating nightclub, Henry's fingers clenched around Stella's wrist, his grip surprisingly firm for someone who had been dancing just moments before. Her heart raced as he pulled her away from the thumping music and dazzling lights, his eyes locked onto hers with a fierce determination. The smell of alcohol and sweat mingled in the air, creating a heady atmosphere that seemed to thicken as they moved towards the exit.Stella stumbled after him, her confusion and the stiletto-induced ache in her feet making her steps unsteady "Henry, what's going on?" she shouted over the din, but he didn't answer. His jaw was set, his lips pressed into a determined line, and she could see a flicker of worry in his eyes that sent a shiver down her spine.They burst through the exit doors, the cool night air hitting them like a slap in the face. Henry di
Chapter One Hundred And One Henry lay in the hospital bed, his face pale and drawn, a facade of illness masking his true intentions. His eyes fluttered as if struggling to remain open, while a feeble cough escaped his lips every now and then. Tubes and wires snaked around him, lending an air of authenticity to his act. Stella sat beside him, her presence begrudging yet unwavering, her fingers tracing absent patterns on the worn armrest.The sterile smell of the hospital room mingled with the anxiety that hung heavily in the air. Stella's gaze, though fixed on Henry, held a distant longing for the world outside those stark walls. She had been dragged into this ruse against her will, coerced into staying by Henry's side. Her fingers clenched the edge of her seat as she fought the urge to get up and walk away from the charade.Henry's voice broke the heavy silence, his words a raspy whisper, "Stella, could you fetch me some water?" Stella's eyes rolled slightly in exasperation, but she n
Chapter One Hundred And TwoElijah’s fingers tightened on the book as the chime of his phone disrupted his thoughts. He picked it up, a frown forming on his face as he saw the unfamiliar number displayed on the screen. With a hesitant swipe, he answered the call, a sense of foreboding settling in his chest.The video began to play, and Elijah's heart sank as he watched the grainy footage. The scene unfolded like a nightmare. There, on the small screen, was Selena - his Selena - dishevelled and dirty, her once vibrant eyes now filled with a haunting desperation. Tears streamed down her face, leaving trails through the dirt on her cheeks. She was in a dimly lit room, a chair the only piece of furniture, its cold metal restraints digging into her wrists. The sight of her like this shattered something inside him.Selena's voice, quivering with fear, came through the phone's speaker. "Elijah," she choked out, her voice hoarse from crying. "Please, you have to find me. They... they're go
Chapter One Hundred And ThreeHenry lay on the sterile hospital bed, weak and vulnerable. His body ached from the injuries sustained during his time in prison that had put him there. Two figures stood by his bedside, an air of authority surrounding them. One was a stern-faced police officer, his eyes cold and calculating. The other, a soldier, wore his uniform with pride, his posture rigid as if he were ready to pounce at any moment. They exchanged glances, communicating in silent understanding, their intentions clear."Mr. Henry," the police officer's voice was sharp, cutting through the heavy silence. "We know you have information about Selena's whereabouts. We've been searching for her for days. It's time to cooperate."The soldier leaned in, his voice more measured but no less intimidating. "You see, we've been following your movements. We know you were at the club with Stella and you saw her before Selena before she disappeared. You can't hide the truth from us."Henry's eyes da
Chapter One Hundred And Four Elijah stood in the sterile hospital room, his chest heaving with a mix of rage and sorrow. His eyes were fixed on Henry, lying motionless on the white hospital bed, the beeping monitors a haunting backdrop to the storm brewing within Elijah.As he clenched his fists at his sides, the memories of his mother flooded back, each tender moment they shared, and the agonising battle she fought against cancer. The pain was still fresh, the wound still raw, and Henry's cruel words had poured salt onto it. Elijah's heart pounded in his chest, his blood boiling, his mind consumed by a burning desire for retribution.Elijah took a step forward, his breath quivering as he drew closer to Henry's prone figure. His jaw tightened, and he fought to control the tremble in his hands. The scent of antiseptic hung in the air, mingling with the tang of suppressed anger. He could see the pale bandages covering Henry's face, the remnants of his own violent outburst just moment