Monday came, and Amy finally saw William again.
"I've missed you, Amy!" William pulled her into a tight hug, his usual warm smile on full display.
Amy's eyes widened slightly as she took in his face. His teeth—perfect and white—had been completely restored. It was as if nothing had ever happened.
"I missed you too," she murmured, pulling back to get a better look at him.
"How are you? I saw the video… you were beaten up and tied up, William. Ross did that to you. We should report him to the police."
Her voice trembled slightly with frustration. She had spent the past week trapped in Ross's grasp, pretending everything was normal, forced to entertain his whims.
But deep down, she despised him. No amount of forced dinner dates or polite smiles could change that.
She knew exactly what Ross wanted from her. He had said it himself during their first meeting—he only wanted her body. Nothing else.