TRAPPED

EPILOGUE

Salvatore looked at Violet, noticing her struggle. Though she seemed perfectly fine physically, she was trapped in her mind, trying to escape the memories. Her face had paled, her eyes were glued to one spot and not blinking, and her body had stiffened, completely unmoving.

Violet was having a panic attack, and no one seemed to notice except Salvatore,

Salvatore crouched down on his knees and placed his palm on her face, but there was still no reaction.He called her name softly, a tone he rarely used.Whenever he called her, she could move her body slightly, but she was still stuck in her memories and couldn't fully come out of her head.

Salvatore's heart was pounding so loudly it could be heard from afar. He never got scared, but in this moment, he was terrified. No matter what, he couldn't let her go. His hand remained gently on her face, his touch firm yet tender, as he tried to pull her back from the abyss of her memories.

After a few minutes, when nothing seemed to work, Salvatore took her hand and placed it on his chest where his heart was beating rapidly. He remembered reading that coming out of a panic attack often requires the person's willingness to return to reality. Violet felt the strong, fast beats of his heart, and a single tear escaped from her eyes. She blinked a few times, and gradually, her body began to move normally again.

"I remember my dad..." her voice came out as a whisper. "I remember, I am Blair, Daniel Blair's daughter."

Salvatore nodded and gently sat her down on a chair in front of Jule. Violet blinked at Jule, and anger surged through her. Her hands curled into fists, and the fire in her eyes was unmistakable. She was a Blair, and finally, the blood was showing its true strength.

Violet stood from her seat without looking at anyone. She swiftly snatched the gun tucked into Salvatore's waistband and pointed it at Jule's head, tears streaming down her face. "You drugged my father..." she said, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and fury.

Jule breathed harshly but grinned at her. "Finally, Violet Blair, you remember me..." she said, her eyes gleaming with a twisted satisfaction. She glanced at her hands, which were immobilized. "Don't mind me, Violet, because of my lack of gestures. I wish I could hug you," Jule pouted like a madwoman.

"Or I could cut you into pieces right now if you don't tell me what happens next," Violet threatened, her voice steady despite the tears streaming down her face. The room fell into stunned silence, Raphael, Salvatore, and everyone else frozen by the shocking scene unfolding before them. Salvatore's eyes, however, were filled with amazement and pride, watching Violet stand strong and determined.

Jule could see the fire and fear visible on Violet's face. "Wait, wait... Miss Blair," Amelia started pleading, her voice trembling with urgency and concern.

"Oh please, don't start this nonsense in front of me, Amelia. She's a murderer. She fucking killed my parents... Do you hear that? My parents!" Violet gritted out, her voice filled with rage and anguish. When Jule didn't answer, Violet shot her leg without blinking. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the room, followed by stunned silence.

Amelia gasped, her eyes widening in shock as she was about to step in front of Jule. But Violate quickly pointed her gun towards Amelia. "Stay out of it, if you love your life," Violate warned, her voice cold and unwavering. Amelia froze, her heart pounding with fear and disbelief at the sudden turn of events.

Jule cried out in pain, her voice filled with agony. "Wait, wait, Violet, I'll tell you..." Violate put her gun down, her expression tense but determined. Taking a deep breath, she began to speak, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and resolve.

As Violate's breath hitched, it was as if her mind was playing out a scene, with Jule narrating every detail.

"After hours went by, Violate got busy with the guests, and I saw my chance. I took Violate's phone and sent a message to Danial, saying you were heading home and got stuck in the middle," Jule recounted, her voice steady despite the pain in her leg. "I knew that if I used anything else, tracking Danial would be difficult. But if I used Violate, then I wouldn't need to take a second chance. So Danial and Sofia went ahead, and I followed them. After reaching the designated point, I signaled Edward to shoot, but he..." Jule trailed off, her own breath hitching as she recalled the events.