Chapter 105 HOSTAGE

• EMERY GRACE CONRAD’S POV
• A hostage. She learns before that when you are taken, scream for help, evoke the will to survive, and to least not lower your guard. Needles to say, all sounded easy at first, prior when things go downhill and all hell break loose you’ll see how much the distinction between words and the actual scenario. Picasso, whereas Emery is in between. Treatment succumbed to the walls, which dither –deteriorated into an unknown masked they hailed just so she could be kneed on the neck; interlock spawn without any chance to cry for somebody’s aid and help.
• Blinded with fury, she lost count how much curses she had uttered to sworn her hate to Ethan. To be deceived by somebody she put her utmost trust churned her stomach. How dare them had the guts to smiled, yet betray her in the end? To be a reminder how her hope get crushed by her own friend way back in college –Ace, and the bet. Outgrown rage in a hysteria. Ruckus on her layer that deems chaotic as it appear.