#Chapter25
CHASE—
The hope in her eyes when she awoke to her untied wrists and ankles were amusing, little she did know, they were untied for a reason. I stood there watching her rub her sore wrists, her eyes studying me, waiting for a chance to make a run for it. Oh I wished she would, I wished she dared try me, to challenge me, to make a run for it so I can give her a taste of what it'll be like if she ever tried to run again. Except, there would be no running again. I'd kill her before I ever let her leave.
'You untied me..' she lifted her legs over the bed and sat on the side, still rubbing her wrists.
'Get up.' She was hesitant but she stood, her legs barely co-operating with her, she had been laying down for too long and now her legs couldn't take her weight as she used them to stand.