Chapter 32

OLIVIA I sat against the right-hand door, my arm pressed against it, even though I knew it was pointless since the door was locked. I didn’t want to be pessimistic, but as I looked out the car window, the main road seemed eerily empty, with only an occasional car passing by. The streetlights flickered in the distance, casting long shadows across the road. The silence in the car felt too thick, too still, and my unease grew with each passing second. Every turn the driver made seemed to lead us deeper into unfamiliar, quieter parts of the city. My grip on my bag tightened as my mind raced, trying to push away the creeping feeling that something wasn’t right. My chest tightened, but I forced myself to stay composed, to look normal. The driver’s voice cut through the quiet, sending a chill down my spine. “I can’t believe your husband lets a woman as beautiful as you work. If you were my wife, I’d never let you leave the house.” His gaze slid to my neck, lingering for a beat too long before