I was so nervous that my hands were trembling. That was actually Christopher's number. If Flora sent our photos over, my plan to be rescued would be on its way to success. Even though I did pity Flora, I did not wish to die yet. I wanted to spend more time with Christopher and grow old with him.
Flora smiled after sending the photos. She paced around the room excitedly, while mumbling to herself, “Tobey is mine. He belongs to me.” I was feeling increasingly sorry for her. Tobey should really reflect on himself for causing so much pain to the woman.
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