Chapter 77 The Cost Of Love

• Chapter 77: The Cost of Love
• The room felt colder than it should have. The news of her sister’s abduction hung in the air like a thundercloud, suffocating and heavy. Amanda’s hands trembled at her sides, her heart racing in wild, uneven beats. The faint scent of leather and whiskey clung to Vicktor’s jacket still draped over her shoulders, but even that couldn’t ground her now.
• “She has nothing to do with this,” Amanda said, her voice breaking. “Why would he take her?”