Chapter 20
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- Betty struggled against the ropes that bound her wrists and ankles, her heart pounding with desperation. The small, dimly lit room where she was held captive smelled of mildew and fear.
- Her mind raced, trying to find a way out. She couldn't afford to lose hope, not now. She had to think of her unborn child, the tiny life she had been protecting with every ounce of strength she had.