I caught my reflection in the glass window of the car and what I saw was a completely broken girl who saw no end to her life.
I closed my eyes, feeling so helpless for the first time in my life. Delancey was right, I don't stand a chance against these men, and knowing Eric, he would continue until he got what he wanted or if someone stopped him. I was torn. It was just so wrong. Eric was evil; it would have been utterly foolish of me to believe he would leave me alone.
“We’ve arrived at the Palace Hotel, Mrs. Lockwood,” my chauffeur informs me.
“Yes,” I say in a strained voice, as I hurriedly brushed away the tears that threatened to fall. “Thank you,”
He steps out of the car first and comes around to open the backseat door for me. I let out a sigh, and placed my hand in
