Chapter 59 What An Oscar-Winning Performance

Elena’s Point Of View The fluorescent lights of the police station buzzed faintly above me, their harsh glare washing my vision in white and yellow as I collapsed on the cold tiles. My chest heaved, my body trembling from weakness and hunger, from the weight of everything I had endured in those three endless days. A sob tore from my throat, ragged and broken, and my knees buckled completely. “Miss… Miss, are you okay?” Strong hands gripped my arms, steadying me, pulling me upright. I blinked, blinking hard, and through the blur of tears and exhaustion I saw two uniformed officers crouched in front of me. One was a middle-aged man with a lined, weathered face; the other, a younger woman with wide, sharp eyes filled with alarm. “I… please..” My voice cracked, my throat dry like sandpaper. “Help me. Please. They’ll kill me… she’ll kill me…” The woman officer crouched lower, her hand resting lightly on my trembling shoulder. “Who will? Who’s after you?” I tried to form the words, but my to