#Chapter 111: Planting Doubt

To say that I was frightened was a complete understatement. It was as if all of the air had been sucked from my lungs and my muscles locked up. But it wasn’t as though I could anyway. Arthur’s hands remained firmly on my arms, keeping me from any possibility of escaping. My brows pinched together in questions as I tried to wiggle away but to no avail. “Arthur!” I hissed. “What the hell—” “Hello, Ella,” he said briskly. “How nice to see you out and about.” His voice was soft yet direct, causing a sharp chill to race down my spine. I tried to speak without any indication of fear or uncertainty in my voice but to no such luck. “What are you doing here?” The corner of his mouth curved upward into a knowing smile. “Practice just ended. I came here to get my muscles a decent soak.” It explained it as though it was an obvious fact that I should have already known. Once again, I tried to back away, hoping to put any form of distance between us as I could. The last thing I needed