Chapter Eighteen.

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NORAH STEWART'S POV I woke up in a dark room laced with a pungent smell of blood and a rotten chunk of meat.I almost choked but I controlled my urge to cough things out because I might be flying from the frying pan to direct fire. I knew for a fact that if I did not plan on escaping then I would face the wrath of Penelope and she is surely one hell of a devil. There were mild pains on my neck and feet but with what I had been going through for the past two years, that I could handle . The thought of escaping clouded my mind that I could barely think of anything else. I knew for a fact that Marcus was in trouble because if he were okay, he would search the corners of the earth just to find me. I was very sure he meant it when he said he would protect me from the world. I for a seco

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