Chapter 58. The Fugitive

Willow slowly opened her eyes, and a throbbing pain engulfed her entire body, especially her face. She moaned softly, then began to realize that she was in an unfamiliar place. Immediately, Willow was startled and took her surroundings in a wooden hut. The room was messy and dirty and seemed to have been abandoned.

Willow’s body lay on a carpeted area, and she was still wearing her wedding dress, now torn in several places.

“Where am I?” Willow whispered, curious.

The creak of the door caught her attention, and Willow’s focus shifted instantly. She panicked as she remembered being kidnapped by the Messer and Calamus gang.

Reflexively, Willow’s hands searched for anything that could be used as a weapon. But none, she found nothing.

She froze when she saw the figure standing in the doorway, someone she had never expected to see.

“Kyler?” Willow said in disbelief.

Kyler didn’t say a word but ran over and wrapped Willow’s trembling body in a war