Chapter 306 My Name Is Little Sweetie

• Rhea Wood suddenly understood why Casper Frost was afraid of the dark. A man as forceful as Casper—why would darkness rattle him? In those years of captivity, on nights without a single star, he sat in pitch black like a blind man, nothing but the void pressing in. Darkness doesn’t sound that scary—until you imagine a sealed room with no one, no sound, just darkness. Everywhere. Day after day, year after year. Even picturing it made Rhea feel like she couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t imagine how Casper survived those years of torture and confinement.
• Sitting with Casper here now, she felt herself shift—from someone who listened to his story to someone living it. Rhea reached out on impulse and clasped his hand. Two lonely souls drifted closer. She whispered, “I’ll stay with you.”
• The faint tremor in Casper’s body seemed to ease. He squeezed her hand tight. Somehow the dark wasn’t quite so terrifying anymore.