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Chapter 28
The first rays of dawn filtered through the cracks in the roof, casting a fragmented warmth across the room.
Daphne spent the long, torturous night in the dilapidated shack, her hands and feet bound tightly. Only the thought of her family gave her the strength to endure.
"Dad, Mom, you must be so worried about me right now." she murmured to herself, tears glistening in her eyes.
As she glanced around, her gaze landed on a small, inconspicuous bamboo shard in the corner. A glimmer of hope sparked in her heart.
Carefully, she began to inch her body toward it, every movement accompanied by pain and discomfort.
Suddenly, the man on the floor stirred slightly, causing Daphne to freeze. She quickly shut her eyes, feigning unconsciousness.
Once she was sure he had left, she resumed her slow, painstaking crawl toward the bamboo shard.
The atmosphere grew tense, each passing second stretching unbearably. Just as she reached out to grasp the shard, the door creaked open, shattering the silence.
"Stop pretending. I know you're awake," a cold voice rang out, dashing her hopes.
Daphne opened her eyes to see the man, now unmasked. His clean-cut, sharp features were striking, a stark contrast to the cruel impression his actions had given her.
"Want breakfast?" he asked, his eyes still cold as he began roasting fish over an open flame he had just started.
"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?" Daphne demanded, her voice hoarse with hunger and fear.
"Do you ever get tired of asking the same thing twice?" the man replied nonchalantly, revealing a wound on his arm that still oozed blood as he worked.
"Your arm.. what happened to it?" Daphne blurted out without thinking.
The man paused, momentarily taken aback by her question, before returning to his usual composure.
Daphne herself was surprised at her reaction. She was bound, kidnapped -she should be terrified, not curious. Yet, now that she had seen his face, something about him didn't scream "villain."
"Killing someone," he said flatly.
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