Chapter 106

"Madeleine!" Dalton darted into the alley, eyes scanning like crazy. Where the hell had she gone? "Madeleine!" The alley was dead quiet. He ran back and forth, heart pounding, but still didn't spot her. What he didn't know was, whenever Madeleine got scared, she'd look for some tiny corner to hide in. And right now, she was curled up next to a trash bin, trembling like a leaf. Six years ago. Madeleine had downed a glass of wine at the party, and things started spinning right after. Next thing she knew, she was being dragged into some room. Panic hit her like a truck. Her mind was screaming, but her body just wouldn't listen. She fought to keep her eyes open, to stay in control, but it was useless. She banged on the door, yelling for help, sobbing, anything—but no one came. If the hotel windows hadn't been sealed shut, she might've jumped. So she just shrank into a corner, heart shattered, every ounce of hope gone. "Trashy thing. No shame at all." "Look at her—bruises everywhere, not ev