Chapter: 1985

Yet, her coughs felt like daggers to his heart.

Rachel realized this wasn't the time for disputes and accepted the water.

She was parched, having not drunk for almost a day, and losing fluids from running. After gulping down half the bottle, the soreness in Rachel's throat eased significantly. But she remained weak.

Resting against the wall, she surveyed her surroundings and asked, "Is this the warehouse?"

She was puzzled that Alberto had brought her here, especially after her escape attempt.