Chapter 57 Animal in Display
Chapter 57 Animal in Display
She was nothing more than a clown–something for others to laugh at.
Tess’s fingers curled tighter and tighter.
“Mrs.”
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Before Zane could prompt her a third time, Tess yanked off the mask covering her face.
Her pale, delicate features were exposed for all to see: A faint pink scar, raw from healing, ran down her cheek–an unmistakable reminder of suffering.
It was as if the entire world had hit pause.
Everyone stared at the woman in the center, and the noisy whispers from just a moment ago faded into utter silence.
“Oh my God! That’s Ms. Tess!”
Someone gasped and quickly covered their mouth, but in the hush, the sound landed like a stone in water–sharp and echoing.
Dozens of eyes turned her way, each with its own reaction, all locked on the woman who kept her head lowered.
She seemed to have lost all strength and sound, like a withered flower, limp and lifeless against the ground.
Her face betrayed no emotion, but her knees were trembling, her joints aching from the cold that had begun seeping in.
In that moment, she felt like she was back in prison again–stripped of everything, dignity and all.
Her eyes squeezed shut as a bitter laugh escaped her lips.
“She’s laughing? After all this?”
“That’s the woman who dared steal confidential documents from Mr. Lock. Shameless.”
“Tess, your laugh is hideous. Honestly, crying would be better.”
Nadine giggled, her hand pressed to her lips in mockery.
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Chapter 57 Animal in Display
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Zane, watching it all unfold, felt a chill sink into his bones. That wasn’t laughter–he could see it plainly now; she was crying.
No, it’s something far worse.
If Mr. Lock see this…
Frantically, Zane sent him a message. “Mrs. Lock is here. It’s bad.”
The response came instantly. “I’m outside.”
Tess instinctively tried to cover her back, pressing her palms down to offer even the tiniest bit of warmth.
But her back had gone stiff and numb, crawling with invisible ants biting through bone.
Her face turned ghostly pale.
She looked around, dazed. Anyone who met her gaze flinched in shock before dropping their heads, whispering behind cupped hands.
More people entered the lobby by the minute, the quiet soon replaced with murmuring voices and passing footsteps.
“How … how did Ms. Tess end up like this?”
A whisper floated by, only to be swallowed up by the noise of approaching footsteps.
Tess had endured countless nightmares in prison.
That place was hell.
Everyone said she came back a different person, but they had no idea. That year in prison had nearly killed her. She would’ve lost all reason–if not for Layla.
She clutched her knees with both hands as a creeping chill slithered up her legs like tangled
vines.
The cold crawled from her knees to her chest, then stretched out clawed limbs that sank their teeth into her heart, wrapping around it tight, refusing to let go.
Prison had been a pit of demons.
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19:58 Fri, Aug 29 GG.
Seriously? Just from bowing for a while? You made it through prison, and now you can’t handle this?
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