NAVARRO SERIES 1:Caged By The Ruthless

CHAPTER 51

Soccoro Ricks

" Is it always you who gets to have the final say? What about me? When will I be able to make decisions for myself? I'm trying to accept everything, but why do you have to push me to my limit? That's my only request, that the wedding shouldn't be rushed because I'm not ready yet. I'm scared, do you understand that? ", I couldn't help but cry while saying all of this, as it's been weighing on me. " Even if it was just pretend, I wish you had shown that you cared. "

A heavy silence engulfed us, accentuating the pain and turmoil that had consumed my heart. I want to cry and release all my emotions, but it feels like even my tears have been completely depleted, drained to the last drop. I yearned for understanding, for a glimmer of empathy in his eyes, but all I saw was a flicker of enraged.

He even has the audacity to be angry as if he's the one who has been wronged.

I struggled against his tight hold, desperately trying to break free from his grasp. Every ounce of my being yearned for liberation, to distance myself from his suffocating presence. I pleaded with my eyes, hoping that he would finally understand the torment he was inflicting upon me.

" Please, let me go. ", I whispered, my voice trembling with a mixture of fear and frustration. But his anger seemed to blind him, preventing him from comprehending the pain he was causing me.

He leaned closer, his face contorted with anger. " You're not going anywhere. ", He seethed, his words dripping with possessiveness.

The realization hit me like a tidal wave. The person I once loved had transformed into someone I no longer recognized. His grip tightened even further, sending jolts of pain through my body. I gasped for air, feeling trapped and powerless.

But within the depths of my despair, a newfound strength ignited within me. I refused to let him continue to hold me captive, both physically and emotionally. With a surge of determination, I summoned every ounce of courage I had left.

Summoning a voice I didn't know I possessed, I spoke with unwavering conviction. " No more. I won't allow you to control me any longer. I deserve to be free, to live a life where I am respected and valued. "

Shock flickered across his face as my words reached his ears. For a brief moment, he seemed taken aback by the sudden eruption of my defiance. But my resolve remained unshaken.

Summoning the last remnants of strength, I wrenched myself from his grasp, finally breaking free. I stood before him, my heart pounding, ready to embark on a journey of self-discovery and healing.

With every step I took away from him, the weight on my shoulders began to lift. As I walked away, I felt a mixture of emotions—fear, uncertainty, but also a glimmer of hope.

Exur called out my name, urging me to come back, but I deliberately ignored him. I needed some time alone to gather my thoughts and figure out what I should do, as a throbbing headache was starting to consume me. I had to come up with a plan and escape before the wedding could take place. I needed to get ahead of him.

I wished I had taken the opportunity to leave earlier when we were out. I should have just escaped, even if it meant getting lost. The most important thing was to get away. I wasn't even sure if Gavin would grant my request because we hadn't had a chance to talk again before he left.

With each step I took, my mind raced through various possibilities. I needed a clear plan, a way to ensure my freedom and protect myself from further harm. I couldn't rely on anyone else but myself in this situation.