Ainsley’s lips curved into a strange, slow smile. The kind that didn’t reach his eyes. His voice was low, almost taunting. “Back then, you managed to escape to Waikiki Beach..... "Now......,” he took a step closer, his presence looming…“Where are you going this time, Eloise Williams?”
Eloise’s lips gradually turned pale. Her shoulders quivered, her breath coming in shallow bursts. She kept trembling, her legs barely able to support her weight.
A slender finger pressed against her lips, those same trembling lips. Ainsley leaned in, his breath brushing her cheek. He smiled again, this time colder. “Three years ago, you ran away to Waikiki Beach. Now you want to escape from me by killing yourself? Really, Eloise?”
She said nothing. Her throat tightened. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead
