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Clara shook her head. “It doesn’t matter now. We can’t let her go.”
Abel hung his head. “I’ve done everything you’ve asked me to do…I have to draw the line somewhere. She’s…I mean, she’s not a bad person.”
Clara snorted. “She’s nothing but trash, Abel. She’s a whore. She’s not worth risking everything for.”
Abel looked away. “I’m sorry. I don’t think I can hurt her.”
Clara growled. Before I could react, she whirled around, her blue eyes latching onto mine. There was nothing but pure, unrelenting hatred in them. I had no idea how to comprehend it. I’d been seeing her twice a week for the last two years. She’d never been anything but kind to me, and my father.
She stomped over and I flinched away. Whimpering, I pushed myself farther into the couch, but there was nowhere to go. Clara bent down, taking a fistful of my hair and pulling me up into a sitting position. Pain shot across my skull and I winced.
She leaned toward me, her lip twisting into a snarl. “You are going to pay for everything. You’re going to wish you died in that fire.”
Tears welled as she yanked me to my feet, my hair in her clutches. I cried out, my gaze seeking out Abel. He hadn’t moved from his spot near the fireplace. My eyes widened, pleading with him.
“Help me,” I said, desperately. But he looked away, as if I wasn’t even there.
Clara scoffed as she pulled on my hair, dragging me out of the small space that I assumed was the living room and into the kitchen. There was a door near the back that she flung open. It was dark outside, and I tried to keep my feet under me as she dragged me through the backyard toward what looked like a gardening shed.
Clara took out a key from her pocket and shoved it into the padlock on the sliding barn-style door. She opened it and blackness gaped at me from within. I tried to back away, but she had a death grip on my hair and was surprisingly strong for such a small person. Her other hand grabbed a hold of my arm and shoved me inside the shed. With my hands still tied behind my back, I couldn’t break my fall and my head slammed against the cold concrete floor, stars bursting in my vision.
I turned over, catching a brief glimpse of Clara as she rolled the door closed, locking me inside.
