Chapter 83 The Breaking Point

Katelyn’s POV The second they dragged me back, I knew something was wrong. Lucas’s cries, so clear and desperate just moments ago, were fading too fast. That wasn’t normal. That wasn’t okay. My heart slammed against my chest as I twisted in the grip of the two suited guards holding me. “Let me go!” I screamed, jerking my arms, my voice echoing through the corridor. “My son is in there!” I didn’t care how loud I was or how wild I looked. Every second that passed without hearing him clearly was a dagger to my chest. Emily stood a few feet away, arms folded, eyes shining with that sick amusement she wore so well. She watched like this was a show, like she wasn’t actively torturing a child. She nodded once, smug. The guard closest to the door slammed it shut. The heavy thud of it closing nearly dropped me to my knees. “Lucas!” I screamed, shoving back with all my strength. One of the guards cursed under his breath as I slammed my heel down onto his foot. He grunted and loosened his grip. I