Chapter 13

In the hospital ward, Callie gnawed at her fingers and was completely unaware she had bitten so deeply that her skin and flesh were raw and bloody. Barefoot, she crept to the door and scanned the bodyguards standing at the ready. After shuffling back to the bed, she tapped her fingers restlessly against the bed rail, creating a chaotic rhythm in the ward. She had been locked here for a week. The windows and doors were sealed shut, and the guards stood at her door 24/7. Her phone had long been confiscated, and the TV in the ward wasn't connected to a signal. It was no different from an isolated island. The rain outside had stopped, but her heart felt gloomier than the storm. Suddenly, she heard a nurse's voice. Damien was worried that she'd take her life in the hospital and had nurses check on her daily. But this couldn't go on. She wouldn't stay locked in here! There was a knock at the door before a voice announced, "Ms. Frost, I'm coming in now." Callie instantly burrowed under