Chapter 9 The House of Broken Memories

RONAN POV

I wake up choking.

Something tight wraps around my throat—rope, wire, I can't tell. Everything is dark and my head throbs like someone hit it with a hammer.

"Finally awake. Good."

That voice. Cold. Familiar. Impossible.

"Elena?" I rasp.

Light floods my eyes. I'm in a chair, hands tie...

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