Chapter 45
The Price of Freedom
(Esha’s POV)
The moment Andy and Liam stormed into the room, it was like a dam broke inside me. Relief, shock, and fear collided in a rush, leaving me breathless. Victor was thrown against the wall, pinned by Andy’s iron grip. I barely had time to process it before Liam was at my side, his face full of worry as he quickly cut the ropes around my wrists.
“You’re okay now,” Liam whispered, his voice steady and calming as he helped me to my feet.
My legs wobbled, weak from hours of fear and exhaustion, but the moment I looked into Andy’s eyes, something inside me steadied. He was here. They were both here. I could barely believe it.
“Esha,” Andy said, his voice thick with emotion as he held Victor against the wall, “are you hurt?”
I shook my head, swallo
