Sydney’s eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at Preston.
Savannah then softly said, “Sydney, that look… You mean you don’t want to give me the master bedroom?”
Preston looked at Sydney with disgust. “Such jealousy. Perhaps I was too good to you these past years. Since you have forgotten your place… then maybe the confinement room will help you reflect.”
The words echoed in her head. ‘Confinement room?!’
Before she could protest, she was dragged into a dark and airtight room.
Worse, she had claustrophobia.
In an instant, panic and suffocation hit her in tandem. “Let me out! Preston, I’m scared of the dark! Let me out!”
Outside, Preston’s brow furrowed, a moment of hesitation softening him, but then Savannah’s whisper reached him.
“Hey, are you feeling sorry for her? She grew up in the countryside, remember? She can’t be scared of the dark. She’s faking it. Five years ago, she forced me abroad and stole you from me… Now, she’s playing the same games.”
Preston knelt beside Savannah. “Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone hurt you,” he reassured her, leaving Sydney trapped.
Her heart sank as their footsteps faded.
He had really locked her in here.
Tears spilled uncontrollably. She curled up, digging her nails into her flesh, biting her lips until they bled.
In her bloodshot eyes burned nothing but hatred.
In the dead of night, warm liquid splashed her face, the stench hitting her.
She snapped her eyes open in terror. A massive dog’s head loomed above her.
“Ahhh!” she screamed.
The next second, sharp teeth sank into her arm.
She struggled violently, but there was no escape. Flesh tore from her arm, thigh, and back.
The sealed room was filled with the stench of blood.
Crawling to the door while covered in blood, she cried out for help with all her strength. “Someone! Save me… Preston, help me! Let me out!”
But no matter how she screamed, the door stayed tightly shut.
Drawn by the scent of blood, the dog grew even more frenzied, lunging for her neck.
“Ugh—”
At that point, pain exploded through her body, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood. Shortly after, she blacked out.
Sydney woke up in the hospital.
Her entire body ached, and her delicate throat was wrapped in layers of gauze. The moment she tried to speak, it felt as if sharp knives were cutting through her throat, sending cold sweat down her spine.
“I…”