Page 144 of Sweet Obsession
Static. Then...
Her voice.
“I’m at the entrance. Just like you said. I want to see him.”
It hit me like a bullet.
My lungs emptied. My vision turned white.
She came.
She fucking came.
She walked in? Alone? That wasn’t possible. Oleg wouldn’t have let her—unless she came behind his back. Unless she thought she could save me.
The thread holding me together snapped.
And I was gone.
Not dead.
Worse.
Awake.
They were bringing her in.
I heard it—boots scraping concrete, the metallic click of the lock turning, a door opening like a funeral bell tolling.
No.
No.
This wasn’t real.
But then I heard her voice.
Soft. Breathless. Too calm.
“Where is he?”
She was close. Too fucking close.
And I—I couldn’t move. Couldn’t scream at her to turn back. Couldn’t shield her from what was waiting. From the wolves with knives behind their teeth and rot in their eyes.
Chernov’s mouth twisted in anticipation.
Lev stood and straightened his cuffs like he was dressing for a date.
Alexei just licked his lips and grinned at me.
They were excited.
I was dying.
A guard shoved her forward, and suddenly she was there.
Hair loose. Skin pale. Eyes wild.
