Chapter 1324

Maisy was now reduced to nothing but a shell of her former self—broken, like a discarded doll. This was a terror far worse than her captivity in Askea. At least back then, she had been able to maneuver and scheme her way to a better outcome. But now, she was left utterly powerless. There had been nights when she dreamt of Skylar being paralyzed, unable to move. In those vivid dreams, she and Christopher would taunt her, cruelly flaunting their intimacy, watching as Skylar withered away like a neglected flower. Each dream filled Maisy with satisfaction. But the reality she faced now was her worst nightmare. She didn't want to be reduced to a useless person. Maisy was supposed to be enchanting, irresistible—not a figure of despair. "Ah!" Her scream erupted, raw and frantic, but what came out was a garbled, incomprehensible sound. She tried to cry for help, but the words twisted into pitiful whimpers, refusing to form. Her eyes widened in horror. She couldn't speak. Hearing the commo