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But he wasn’t the only one whose defenses were weakened…

I let my guard down, swept up in the heat of our sexual chemistry and the heights of pleasure he drove me to with each new sensual lesson. And when I finally gave myself to him… I thought maybe there was more to the man than just his worst actions, that perhaps, deep down, there was something good there in his soul, too. Capable of love, and tenderness.

How wrong could I be?

Now, I’m trapped here, at his mercy, and for the first time since this dark mission began, I wonder if I’ll make it out of this alive.

I tour the room again, searching for anything I missed. It’s bleak and institutional: a twin-sized bed, dresser, and a straight-backed chair in the corner. There’s an attached bathroom, but it’s barely the size of a closet, containing a toilet and sink. There’s not even a mirror in there.

Nothing to use as a weapon.

I pound my fist against the metal surface of the door, my face pressed against the plexiglass that allows me to see out in the beige hallway. The fluorescent light outside my cell is flickering ominously, and I feel dread pool in my stomach.

“Let me out of here!” I shout. “I don’t belong in here! There’s been a mistake!”

There’s no one around, but I don’t let up. Surely someone has to come?

“I have rights!” I scream. “You can’t do this to me!”

But Sebastian has.

I shiver. How could I have been so foolish? I underestimated him.

“Open this door!” I yell, my voice starting to go hoarse and my fist aching.

Finally, I see movement at the other end of the hall. I watch a man in a lab coat walk my way, flanked by two other men in blue scrubs. They’re chatting as they stroll along, with no sense of urgency. How can they be so nonchalant while I’m trapped here against my will?

I’m seething by the time the trio reaches my door. I back up as the man in the lab coat unlocks it and consider shoving past him to get out of here, but I know I won’t make it far, not with the other two out in the hall.

Talking my way out of this is probably my best option.

“Hello Avery,” the one man says as he steps inside the small room. He leaves the door slightly ajar, and I can see the men in scrubs watching me closely, as if I might hurt the guy.

The idea is tempting, to be honest.

“I’m Dr. Reed,” he says calmly, pulling the chair closer to the bed and taking a seat. He gestures for me to do the same, but I just cross my arms over my chest and stay in place. Better to be on my feet.

“You need to let me out of here,” I say, anger lacing my voice. “I’m not crazy.”

“We try not to use that term here; it upsets the patients.”

I bite back a bitter laugh. “That’swhat you think upsets the patients? Because I’m pretty sure it’s being locked up against their will.”

“You won’t always be confined to your room, but you need an opportunity to calm down before we can allow you in any of the common areas of the facility.” Dr Reed keeps using that calm, smug tone.

I bite back my panic. “You don’t understand. I don’t belong here at all. This is all because of Sebastian. Whatever he’s told you, it’s a lie.”

Dr Reed gives me a patronizing smile. “Mr. Wolfe is very concerned about you.”

I let out a humorless laugh. “Yeah, I bet he is.”

“He told all about your erratic behavior, the violence and paranoia. We can help you.”

Violence and paranoia?Just what has Sebastian told these people?

“You’re not listening,” I panic, officially losing all of my patience. “It’s all a lie. He wants me to be trapped here… What is this place anyway?”

Dr. Reed gives me a look so filled with sympathy that I want to scream. “You’re in Larkspur Psychiatric Facility. We’re here to help you.”

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