Page 64 of Taming Dahlia


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What was going to happen next?

A terrible feeling of dread rooted itself within me, digging its sharp claws into my mind.

I hadn’t felt this way since the start of my confinement, filled with fear and uncertainty about what they were going to do with me.

Thatthought put a stop to my whirling thoughts.

But I had read them wrong, hadn’t I?

They hadn’t done anything bad to me, had they?

I tried to calm myself down, taking in a deep breath.

Maybe I could just ask them and they would let me leave.

Something akin to hope bloomed inside my chest, warm and bright.

Yes. That was exactly what I was going to do. I was just going to ask them.

They had saved my life.

Maybe they’d be willing to give it back to me now.

* * *

“I want to leave.”

The moment these words left my mouth, I felt a sense of relief washing over me.

It had taken me a couple of days to finally gather all three of them in one room, but now that I had them here in front of me, I felt completely calm. I should probably feel way more nervous considering the circumstances, but I believed in them and that overshadowed all of my anxiety.

They had been kind to me.

No one had ever been that kind to me before, not without expecting something in return.

I honestly believed they would respect my wish to leave.

I was more than sure of it.

“I’m thankful for all that you’ve done for me. I really am. I don’t think that I could ever find a way to repay you,” I told them, truly feeling every word that I was saying. “You had been more than kind to me, helpful when you had no reason to be, but isn’t it time to move on? You can’t keep me here forever.” The words poured out, exposing the turmoil swirling in my mind.

But I had made a mistake.

My unwavering confidence in my assumption about them had blinded me so much that it took a few long seconds for reality to sink in.

I looked at their faces and I finally understood.

“Ludovica…” King started, a brief expression of regret flickering across his face.

The other two didn’t look much better. Ace was guiltily avoiding my eyes while Jack looked at me knowingly.

That was not my name!I wanted to yell at them.

It was right at this moment that it hit me how wrong I’d been earlier.

I didn’t know them. Not really.

They didn’t even know my real name.

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