NovelOnlineChapter 1286 "Dad, Mom, I totally should've listened to you guys," Maria muttered, feeling like the world was crashing down on her.
She gazed up at the sky, like she could see her parents up there, her eyes all blurry with tears.
"After I graduated college, I was all about volunteering with sclassmates," she stated.
Back then, she was young and reckless, clueless about the dangers out there. She wanted to do something big, something meaningful. So, despite her family's warnings, she took off with her friends to volunteer in sremote area. But the dude who took them there led them to a different mountain area, sneaking through walls and tunnels. She had no idea it was illegal immigration; she thought it was just a shortcut. Little did she know, that tunnel dumped them in another country.
From that point on, she never made it back home.
She got kinda lucky, though. Her two other female classmates? They got beheaded after just three months for trying to escape.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMaria saw them get tortured by a bunch of guys and then beheaded.
They got hacked up so many times, and the blood splatter haunted Maria for years.
Another classmate had it bad too. She didn't try to escape but caught sSTD and got dumped in the wilderness. Maria was too scared to look for her.
Maria, being pretty and obedient, managed to please spowerful guy. He'd beat her sometimes when he was in a bad mood, but compared to her friends, she was lucky.
She barely survived under his control until he got bored and handed her off to one of his lackeys.
She thought she was done for, but their infighting gave her a shot. She escaped with the others.
Eventually, she ended up here, had Casey, and never left.
Listening to Maria's story, Quinn and Abigail felt a mix of sympathy and horror. Especially Abigail, who'd been kidnapped by Landon for so long. She'd been shackled but hadn't faced the horrors Maria described. For a moment, Abigail didn't know whether to feel lucky or cursed.
Quinn grabbed her hand, feeling a wave of fear.
Luckily, Landon only wanted to kill Alexander; otherwise, things could've been way worse.
While they were out of touch with Abigail, Quinn's biggest fear was that Abigail might be going through something like Maria did.
Thank God that didn't happen.
Oliver glanced at Abigail and asked again, "Abigail, you didn't go through any of that, right?" Abigail shook her head, looking pale. "No." "Alright, let's not waste any more time. Pack up and let's get outta here," Oliver said. Even as a man, he didn't want to stick around any longer. Maria's story was suffocating.
Casey helped Maria up and went inside to pack.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmQuinn glanced at the empty wicker chair in the room. For a second, she thought she saw Alexander sitting there.
She walked over, but when she got closer, the chair was empty.
She snapped out of it, touched the wicker chair, thought for a moment, and then went inside.
Next to the pillow on the bed, she saw something white.
She walked over and picked it up. It was the piece of wood Alexander had been carving.
Every tshe tried to see what he was carving, he'd hide and start talking to her. Now she saw it. It was a carving of two people.
One of them was her as a kid.
The wooden figure of her was holding a teddy bear, m squatting, holding a looking up at the person next to her.
The person next to her wasn't finished, just a vague outline of a back.
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