Chapter 103

Mabel POV

A shiver coursed down my spine.

The so-called nurses stalked closer— one cracking his knuckles. Like executioners, they grabbed my shoulders and pinned me to the bed.

“No! Let me go,” I cried. “Alec. Alec!!!”

Angelina burst into laughter. “You can shout, honey, but he’ll never hear you.” She leaned in, her smirk widening like one of those possessed Hollywood dolls. “Didn't I tell you? Men like him always get bored of women like you.”

“No!” I thrashed. “Stay away from me. Leave me alone.”

She straightened and brought out a syringe filled with a black fluid.

My heart raced in my ears. “What's that?” 

“Your death. Did you hear that, sweetheart? Your death,” she purred, eyes gli