#Chapter 189: A Small Sacrifice

Moana When I came to, I felt myself sitting in a chair with my wrists tied behind me. My head was pounding from the blow that knocked me out, but that wasn’t the only thing I felt on my head. Something cold and hard was pressed up against my temple. My eyes fluttered open, squinting against the bright light of a spotlight. The light was so bright as it shined down on me that I could hardly see past it, but I could tell that I was inside the warehouse now. The cold metal thing pressed harder into my temple. And then, a familiar voice spoke out. “Hello, Moana.” I jumped at the voice and whipped my head around, my eyes widening as I saw Ethan standing beside me with a gun raised to my head. “E-Ethan?” I whispered, my voice shaking. Ethan smiled; it was that same creepy smile that I saw on the night of the banquet, when he didn’t think that I was looking. But now, he knew that I was looking right at him and he didn’t bother to keep up the fac