Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 188

Grace’s heart softened.

“Okay, I’ll be back soon.”

She released him and walked toward the elevator.

The old injury in her leg was throbbing, each step like walking on knives.

But she was used to it.

This was how she had walked for the past five years.

The moment the elevator doors closed, she saw Damien still standing there, his gaze heavy as he watched her.

If she had known what this farewell meant, she never would have stepped into that elevator.

***

The taxi pulled up in front of her apartment building.

Grace paid the fare and slowly walked inside.

The early spring wind still had a biting chill.

She pulled her worn-out trench coat tighter around herself.

Just as she reached the entrance to her unit, a black van screeched to a halt in front of her.

A piercing squeal of tires shattered the quiet of the complex.

The van door slid open, and two burly men wearing masks jumped out.

Grace sensed the danger almost instinctively and broke into a run.

But she couldn’t run.

Not on that leg. It had been broken before.

Even walking slightly faster sent shooting pains through it.

“He—”

Before she could scream for help, a large, rough hand clamped over her mouth.

A pungent, chemical smell filled her nostrils.

“Mmph! Mmph!”

Grace struggled desperately.

Her fingers dug into the man’s arm, her nails nearly breaking the skin.

“Stay still!”

The man cursed viciously and punched her in the stomach.

An explosion of pain ripped through her, and she curled into a ball.

Her vision swam with black spots as her consciousness began to fade.

With her last ounce of awareness, she saw her phone lying on the ground.

On the screen was an unsent message:

[Damien, I’m home.]

The van door slammed shut.

The black van quickly disappeared down the street.

All that remained on the ground was a single, dirt-stained canvas shoe.

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