Chapter 16

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Chapter 16 

But she couldn’t pass out-not with Eloise there. 

In the rearview mirror, the driver watched Dorothea barely holding on. Several times, she nearly passed out, but each time, she pinched her thigh to stay awake. 

Above the mask and beneath the brim of the cap, the man’s charming eyes filled with disbelief. When had that little girl, who used to whine for comfort over a common cold, changed so much? 

What had she gone through in that prison? 

Sylvester’s gaze lingered on the scar on her face, a sharp, dense pain spreading in his chest.