Nala
The room fell into a heavy silence, the air thick with unspoken emotions. I watched Annabel closely, noticing the rigid set of her shoulders, the way her fingers gripped the glass like a lifeline.
Despite her calm exterior, I could see it—the war raging beneath her composed facade. She didn’t want her reality to shatter. Didn’t want to confront the possibility that everything she believed was built on lies. The truth, as terrifying as it was, loomed over her, ready to tear her world apart.
“He sold me to Ralph…” she whispered, her voice hollow, as if saying it out loud somehow made it more real.
Xander nodded solemnly. “It’s been handled. Ralph won’t be a problem anymore. No one’s looking for you except us. And now you know why.” His tone was gentle, almost soothing, but I could
