Kimberly
For weeks, I had been waiting.
Watching.
Calculating.
I knew Kendrick was testing me.
His so-called generosity. His sudden trust and affection was nothing but a carefully placed snare, meant to lull me into a false sense of security.
But I wasn’t a fool.
I had seen the glances his guards exchanged when I walked past.
I had felt the weight of their eyes on me, even when I thought I was alone.
Kendrick might have loosened the chain, but he had no intention of ever setting me free.
So when the opportunity presented itself, I didn’t hesitate.
I ran.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me.
I needed to leave my cage behind and embraced freedom.
My long awaited dream of being free from Kendrick would finally be fulfilled.
The moment came in the office, just as I had an
