"Miss Fox, stop dreaming. Everyone knows your entire family was wiped out three years ago. If Mr. Farley hadn't been protecting you, you'd have died a hundred times over. You think you can threaten us? What a joke."
"Mr. Farley, look at her. She's faking it. She nearly got Ivy killed this time. If you don't teach her a real lesson, who knows how she'll bully people next."
"That's right, Mr. Farley. After what she's done, you can't just let her off easy."
Bernard pressed his fingers against his brow in irritation. When he spoke again, a thread of weary patience laced his voice.
"Sharon, your brother is long dead. You're not some Fox family heiress anymore. Without my protection all these years, you wouldn't have survived a single day. I'm your only lifeline now. Just say you're sorry, and I'll let you out right away. Alright?"
The heat inside the box still hadn't faded, but the movement in my belly had stopped completely.
The little life that had been with me for eight months. In the end, I couldn't save him.
Tears blurred my vision. The pain was beyond anything I could bear.