Chapter 38

  Louisa's POV

  When Darren walked back into the room, I noticed that his face was swollen and bruised.

  He kneeled down and tried to untie me, but he failed.

  I could see that he was exhausted.

  "What has he done to you? Has he beaten you?" I asked.

  He didn't say a word, still trying to untie me.

  "Darren..."

  "Lisa, could you please..." he interrupted me, "Just don't say anything, please."

  He looked so pale. His hair was a mess. His pants were torn.

  He was shaking like a leaf.

  I zipped up my mouth immediately. My heart was bleeding.

  I wished I could hold him, but my hands were tied.

  Tears dropped down my cheeks like rivers. I just couldn't hold them back.

  "I'm sorry, Lisa. I shouldn't have talked to you like that. I know you're worried about me." He lowered his head and whispered, licking his ruptured lips.

  His hands were shivering. His tears were dropping on my hands.