ANASTASIA’S POV

"You know, Anna," Clara said, folding her hands as she leaned against the metal table. "This would all be over if you just walked away from Nolan."

I forced my heavy eyelids to stay open and stared at her. My body was feeling sluggish due to the drug they had injected into my veins, but I refused to give her the satisfaction of looking weak.

"You must really be dumb," I croaked out. My throat was dry and my body ached from being tied up for days. "You think I'd make it that easy for you?"

Clara smirked. "I figured you'd say that. You’re just a stubborn little...