"Who said anything about venting?"
Ethan scoffed, tightening his hold on her as he strode toward the car.
"You wanted to go back to the past? Then, we'll start from the very beginning. I'll show you what it means to be destined."
Start over?
What did he mean by that?
Lily barely had time to process before Ethan's car sped down the road, carrying them far from the city—
Far from the pain, far from the ghosts of their past.
Or so she thought.
When they finally stopped, Lily's breath hitched.
The moment she saw the stretch of metal fencing, the familiar bamboo forest just beyond—
Her entire body froze.
This place.
He had brought her here.
Her hands clenched into fists.
She could still hear the echoes of that night—
The way he had broken her.
The way he had walked away.
And now, he had brought her back?
"Why did you bring me here?"
Her voice came out quiet but firm.
