My Mysterious Guy (The Letters)

Chapter 23

Hello guys! :D

I'm so sorry.. this new chapter is really short.. I actually was sick when I wrote this. 

But, I hope you'll enjoy reading it. :>

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It dawned on her how serious the situation was when he heard him say 'police'. Her heart rate picked up as if it will leap off her chest. The intolerable voices inside her was urging her to get answers to the questions that were incessantly popping in her mind and she was mustering all the power she had to resist them. She knew this wasn't the best time to discuss and confront things with Samuel. As if his voice had put her under a spell, she started heading off the door when suddenly her arm was clutched agonizingly by a strong hand. She winced in pain.

"Let go of her, jerk!" Samuel was furious. Rage flashed thickly through his eyes. He clenched his teeth and gave Paul a sharp punch to the jaw after mustering all the energy that was left in his body. Paul fell on his back, freeing Celestine. He commanded her, "Run, Celestine! Run! Go!"

"No, I won't leave you here," she bickered. Her face warped and her eyes were turning bloodshot red.

"Please, Celestine! Just go! Listen to me! Please! Call the police!" he bellowed, shoving her outside the door. Once she was outside the room, he shut the door closed behind him.

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She jetted into the elevator and quickly dialled for the police. Her voice was trembling. She was scared to death, and she was in deep worry about what could happen to Samuel. The police told her that they would be there in no time. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she found Tyler, Anne, Bianca, Royce and Joseph heading towards her direction.

Tyler was swift enough to notice her quivering shoulders and her frightened expression. He advanced towards her with haste and asked worriedly, "What happened, Celestine?"

Her eyes watered straight away and she struggled to suppress the tears from gushing down her cheeks. A lump appeared down her throat refraining her to reply to Tyler's question.

His thumbs mopped the tears that were relentlessly rolling down her cheeks, framing her face with his steady hands, cajoling her repeatedly, "Please, Celestine. Tell me. What is it?"

She pushed the lump down her throat and composed herself, her voice stammering, "Som.. Someone walked in the room. I think his name was... Paul. Samuel told me... he.. uhm.. told me to call.. the police. Tell me, Tyler.. Tell me that Samuel would be safe in there."