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Chapter Thirty-Seven ▏The Cells

For a second my whole world turns black. The man lifts me up in the air and tries to press me against the cold marble walls, but I kick and thrash as hard as I can. He almost loses grip, but he quickly recovers and holds onto me even tighter.

“Shh,” he croons by my ear, and instantly I feel bile rising up my throat. “Come peacefully now.”

Being peaceful is never an option. Not when my life is in such terrible danger. I think of Alistair and the others, about what is possibly happening to them right now.

I hope it’s just me. If they’re safe, I really have no complaints. I will take this situation with no problem. But the thing is, I have no idea if they’re safe, so I continue to struggle.

Balling my hands into fists, I try to elbow the man’s ribs. I come into contact, feeling his bones collide against my joint, but he doesn’t seem fazed. In fact, the harder I struggle, the better he gets at holding me d

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