Chapter 0168
“I can’t believe you just said that about daddy!”
“Lucky for me because I don’t really give a fuck what you think” I snap.
Can’t she just keep quiet and let me concentrate? With each moment that passes that I am not free, my
anxiety rises even more.
She glares at me, but keeps quiet. I heave a breath of relief. Now I can focus on getting my hands free. If I
do that, then everything else will be a breeze. I hope.
can
I don’t know how long it was when I gave up. My hands were shaking. My wrist were burning and I could.
tell that they were bleeding. It’s like the more I tried to free them, the deeper the rope dug into my skin.
I let out a heavy breath. I hate to do this, but I had no other option. At this point it was either that or risk
being the one that got killed.
“I have a plan that might work” I turn to Emma and tell her grudgingly. It felt like a blow to my ego, but considering what’s at risk, my pride can go to hell.
“Now your need my help? Didn’t you just tell me that I should shut the fuck up and that you didn’t really care what I think?” she asks smugly.
The need to lash out at her is great, but I hold back. I’m not stupid enough to antagonize her when I clearly need her help.
“Are you going to help or not?” I ask instead, not willing to admit that I might have gone a little overboard.
She stays quiet and just stares at me. Blue eyes clash with brown. She’s assessing the situation. Assessing whether it’s wise to assist her mortal enemy. I almost take back my request when she finally speaks.
“What do you need me to do?”
I sag in relief. Maybe there was hope for us after all.
“I can’t untie myself, but maybe you can.” I begin. “If we can turn our chairs so that our backs are facing each other and we get cloc
enough, maybe we can untie each other”
I hope to God it works because I have run out of ideas.
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