Chapter 422
Chapter 422:
He eased into his seat. “I didn’t plan on doing a lot of talking. What I’m offering is quite simple. Work with me. Let’s build an alliance together—our very own world where we’ll all be equal. You’ve never really had a place here. And at the end of the day, when this war ends, you’ll definitely be on the losing side. Unless you’re with me, in our new world p>
LYRIC
I sniffled as I wiped my nose with the back of my hand.
The night was cold, the weather stormy.
Gods, I missed my freedom. I’d have been in bed, probably with Jaris, enjoying the weather.
I wished I wasn’t running. I wished my life was different from this. I wished… I was with my kids and my family was complete.
Someone whistled behind me. I wiped my face as I stood from the floor where I’d been sitting and went to meet the shop owner.
“I’m about to lock up. Here.” He handed me my phone. “It’s charged p>
“Thank you.” I wasn’t even sure he could hear me, my voice too weak. I stared at the screen as I returned to sit on the floor beside the shop. The corner was dark and quiet, keeping me protected.
After escaping Caden’s place, I realized I didn’t even have any means to travel to the Capital City. All I was able to take with me from Caden’s place was my phone. And even if I managed to get some cash for the trip, how could I possibly make it there without getting caught? It was impossible.
But I couldn’t just sit back and not tell someone about this. I was too angry at Marta to keep quiet. So I dialed her line, unable to resist the urge to let her know she’d been caught and I was coming to get my kids, one way or the other. I wanted her to not be able to fall asleep tonight.
I hid my number while calling. Fortunately, she answered. “Yes? Who’s this p>
My lower lip spasmed as I heard her voice. Marta Monroe. The girl living a perfect life with my kids while I was out here running.
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“It’s Lyric p>
I could feel her shock the moment I said my name. I hoped she hadn’t suddenly lost her mind when she kept mute for too long.
“Lyric,” her voice sounded a bit scratchy. “Wh-why are you calling me? What do you want p>
I heard her move. “If I were you, I’d gladly turn myself in. You can’t keep running, Lyric. We both know one way or the other, they’ll definitely find you someday p>
“Really? And how long do you think it’ll take me to tell everyone your dirty little secret? You know, about the kids p>
She lapsed into total silence. I imagined her face paling, her eyes dilating, and her feet probably wobbling. I wished she’d feel worse than this. “You took my kids, Marta. To make it worse, you tried to keep me away from them. You told them I was a witch and made them hate me. How could you!? How could one person be so evil? So… so vile p>