VIOLET’S POV

My eyes followed his every movement as he picked the cuffs, mine first then Tracy’s. I could tell that she was glaring at him even though he had literally just released and saved us. “Are you both okay?” Bayne asked in urgency, the weight of it heavy on his tongue and I stared at him unable to speak.

What was I supposed to tell a man who along with his brothers made it clear I was a traitor and they regretted ever being with me?

My heart bled, from the memory of the things I had to suffer. Snap out of it. I scolded myself before stepping away...