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Page 38 of Felix (4 Seats #2)

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Aurora Henry

T he second time I wake, the cold metal gurney digs into my face. It’s the same goddamn one they used before. I’m tied up tight, face down, and exposed like a piece of meat on a slab.

“Good morning, sunshine,” a gruff voice growls. One of the masked men appears in my line of sight, his twisted smile obscured by the shadows. “I love the artwork you covered your scars with. I love it so fucking much, I’m gonna cut some off.”

“Fuck you,” I spit out, trying to sound braver than I feel. But deep down, I know I can’t escape this nightmare.

“Feisty.” He chuckles, relishing in my defiance. The bastard takes a sharp knife from his belt. My heart races, pounding against the unyielding metal pressing into my chest.

“Please,” I beg, pain and desperation seeping into my voice. “Don’t do this. ”

“Sorry, sweetheart,” he says, no trace of remorse in his tone. “This is gonna hurt.”

The blade pierces my flesh, slicing into the tattoos that cover my back. Pain explodes through my body, forcing a scream from my lips. It feels like he’s ripping my soul apart, tearing away the very essence of who I am.

“Fuck!” I yell, tears streaming down my face. “Fucking stop!”

“Shh,” he coos, mocking me. “You don’t want your precious Felix to hear you suffer, do you?”

Felix. The thought of him gives me a flicker of hope. He won’t let them break me. He will burn the city down to find me.

“Go to hell!” I scream through clenched teeth, refusing to give them the satisfaction of breaking me completely.

“Been there, done that, got the T-shirt.” The masked man laughs, his laughter echoing in my ears as the pain intensifies. I can feel my consciousness slipping away, but I cling to it, unwilling to let go.

“Is that all you got?” I taunt, my voice shaking. “You’ll have to do better than that if you wanna break me.”

“Brave words,” he sneers out, pressing the knife deeper into my back, skinning my flesh with agonizing precision. The pain is too much. It swallows me whole, and once again, darkness claims me.