Page 235 of Bound By Crimson
She didn’t remember the days.
Only the moments that broke her.
Grayson would be gone soon.
He’d said it on one of their first nights—
“Just here for a month. Helping a buddy.”
That month was almost over.
It had to be.
She couldn’t be sure anymore.
Time had become slippery—lost in shadows and silence.
And he didn’t know who she was.
Didn’t know what she’d gone through.
Didn’t know what she might ask him to do.
But if she waited any longer…
She’d still be here.
Still hiding.
Still trapped.
And Noah—
Noah would grow up behind the same walls she was still trying to escape—walls that housed monsters with twisted minds, that would turn him into one of them.
And Lyric would die before she ever let that happen.
Chapter Eighty-Seven
The Ask
She didn’t go to the wall right away.
She sat on the edge of her bed for what felt like hours, staring at the floor, her hands clenched in her lap like she was holding something fragile.
What if he says no?
That was the thought that kept looping.
Not what if he tells someone.
Not what if this all backfires.
Just—
What if he doesn’t want to help?
He had no reason to.
