---- calm. "You're not upset?" I shook my head. In the past, whenever Janet called him in the nights, I always tried to tag along with him, only for him to call me vile and petty. Now that I was being generous, he was pursing his lips, his fingers clenching around my wrist as he studied me with a troubled gaze. "She's just recovering over the next few days. I'm just checking on her... I'll be back to have dinner with you. Don't get so upset now." I simply turned away and pulled my hand out of his grasp. Still, just as Sean left, my phone jingled with two messages from an unfamiliar number. I tapped on it and saw that both were videos. On the first one were Janet's barely slit wrists, where blood was slowly trickling out. Even so, Sean was sitting at her side, squeezing her ---- hand and grimacing even as he watched a doctor bandage her. He was even kissing on the cheek from time to time as he quietly and gently comforted her. The second video was of myself-on the night I was tortured. In the video, I was grunting in pain even as those two men kicked and punched me. I was doing my best to avoid them and shielding my own belly. But it didn't work-blood soon soaked through my lower body and streamed across the floor. Iseemed to feel that pain again-as if I was back in that abandoned building, where I almost died. "No! Please, stop..." I cried as I cowered, clutching my own head while my body trembled endlessly, cold sweat trickling down my skin. I struggled as I tried to flee that place of nightmares, only to be held down even more firmly... Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!