Determination strengthened Annabelle as she sat down to the food they served for her.

At first, she wondered if they had drugged it, but soon enough, she discarded the thought.

She had come to realise one thing; if he wanted her dead, she would be dead already.

What she didn't understand was why he wanted to help her.

She was sure he had his selfish reason, and she knew she didn't stand a chance if she kept fighting him head-on.

There was a time she wouldn't have believed she could escape Tate’s grip, yet here she was.

If she could do that, she could survive this too.

“I just need...