#Chapter 389: An Unexpected Savior

Olivia The door burst open, bathing the dark basement in golden light, and both Jenifer and I were jolted from our tense standoff. We exchanged wide-eyed, fearful glances, our shared shock etched across our faces. The abrupt intrusion had caught us both off guard, but I had hope. “Help!” I began to call out, my voice strained and hardly more than a whisper after Jenifer’s intense grip had taken my breath away. “Help me, ple—” But before I could finish, Jenifer lunged forward, clamping her hand over my lips. “Shut up,” she hissed, her voice so low only I could hear. I watched in horror as she slipped something small and silver out of her pocket, and then I felt the cold blade of a knife pressing firmly against my throat. As the hinges creaked and the door swung wide, my heart raced with a flurry of mixed emotions. Could it be Nathan, finally coming to my rescue? I wanted to believe it, to call out for help and have my love rush in to save me from this living nightmare.