Page 208 of Master of My Life

“Wha—”

“Don’t worry about it, Sabrina,” Master said in a soft voice. “It’s nothing. Nobody you need to

worry about.”

But it was something. Somebody. It was a horrible sound.

Her eyes started to close, but she forced them open when the wall behind Master shimmered. She

lifted her head and caught a glimpse of a man with dark hair and a scraggly beard, his eyes wide with

terror. “Who . . . ?”

Master waved his hand and the wall became solid again. Had she really seen someone or was it

just a dream? Her eyelids drooped and closed again, the idea fading away like mist.

The longer Master paid attention to her, the weaker she felt. Her eyes grew heavy again. She

wanted to sleep, but she was in too much pain.

Could no one rescue her from this never-ending torture?

Chase sprinted up the stairs three at a time until he reached his top-floor master suite. He skidded

around the corner and stopped short as he saw his beloved on the bed, pale and unmoving. It was

worse in person. Her normally pink cheeks and lips were the same color as her bloodless skin.

“Is she . . .” he asked in a hoarse voice as he stepped closer.

“She’s lost more color,” Ethan said in a soft voice. He held her hand and didn’t look away from

her.

Chase looked between Richard and Theo, who both looked grim. He didn’t know what to do.

“Chase, you must talk to her,” Theo said.

He nodded and walked to where Ethan kneeled next to her. Ethan didn’t look at him as he stood

and backed away to the wall.

Chase kneeled and took Sabrina’s limp hand. “What do I say?”

“Remind her of here. Remind her of your love for her.” Richard put his hand on Chase’s shoulder.

“Remind her of you.”

“She will hear you,” Theo said, answering Chase’s unspoken question.

Chase squeezed her hand. “Sabrina. Oh, Sabrina my love. Please come back to me.” Tears burned

his eyes and his voice cracked. “Sabrina. I love you so much. Please come back to us.”

Her eyes moved behind the closed lids.

“Good, Chase,” Richard said. “Keep going.”