Chapter 14

When Adrian turned around, the fury in his eyes was almost tangible. It was only after he disappeared completely did Ivanna finally come down the stairs. "Did you get everything packed?" Wilson turned his head with a smile, his lofty demeanor from earlier gone in an instant. Ivanna nodded with a complicated gaze. That night when Wilson had taken her away, she'd fallen unconscious soon after. Then, when she'd awoken again, she was lying in his bed. Ivanna had meant to thank him, but before she could, Wilson had confessed his feelings for her. It was then Ivanna learned the truth—the one who had saved her from the traffickers all those years ago had never been Adrian, it had been Wilson all along. "I know you can't return my feelings so quickly," he'd said. "But that's fine. We have plenty of time. "But before anything else, I need you to come overseas with me. A specialist I've been waiting on for months finally has an opening. I have to begin my rehabilitation training." Ivann