I will free you, my Hope.

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Chapter 41: I will free you, my Hope.

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“How did you open the wounds in your mouth again, Thea?” The cook keeps his voice tender and low, not to put more pressure on the younger.

He is afraid that if he pushes Althea, the smaller will break, the million shatters barely holding together falling to the ground and breaking into dust.

“I had the spoon in my mouth. I wanted to keep eating for you so I kept it there while I thought of a way to carve it out without Diaz knowing.”

“It’s fine, the bleeding stopped already. Does it hurt?”

“I didn’t notice, Harley, I’m sorry. Please don’t tell Diaz. I didn’t notice! I was thinking and— and— I didn’t notice, Harley! I promise!”

The sudden screams take Harley aback.

Althea becomes hysteric, screaming about how sorry she is while pleading the cook not to tell Diaz. The smaller sits, still screaming apologies, forcing Harley to sit as well, frozen, scared.

The blonde suddenly shifts to her knees, running a hand over Harley’s