She started to stand, but Colton immediately stopped her.
“No,” he said. “You’re staying.”
Then he turned back to Kenzie.
“I gave you a chance. Since you refuse to admit your mistake, you’re not going anywhere. Think it over.”
He left with Kinsey, ordering the bodyguards to lock Kenzie in the basement.
Kenzie had once told him how terrified she was of the dark. She had trusted all her vulnerabilities with him.
But now, he was using them against her.
When someone knows you inside out, they know exactly where to cut.
In the basement, time collapsed. No food. No water. No light. She had no idea how many days passed.
She lay there staring into the darkness, anger slowly rotting into exhaustion, then into something worse.
Regret. She regretted everything.
If she were given another chance, she wouldn’t just leave Colton. She would never have married him.
When dehydration finally dragged her under, the basement door creaked open.
Light poured in like fire; it stabbed straight into her eyes. Through the blur, she saw silhouettes of Colton and her brothers standing above her like judges.
“You’re only getting out this time because someone paid the price for you,” he said. “Don’t let it happen again.”