Forty-Eight Unknown

Forty-Eight

Unknown

With her out of the way for now, I could have my pretty princess to myself.

I was ready. She should be awake and waiting for me, but when I arrived back home, she was still unconscious and blood seeped through the bandages.

Fear gripped me as I rushed to her side.

Her skin was warm with a sheen of sweat kissing her body.

I rubbed her chest with my knuckles and she barely reacted.

Those beautiful blue eyes barely moved. She needed help, and I couldn’t provide it. I might want her to myself, but I needed her alive and well for us to have our future together.

I brushed her hair away from her face, caressing her soft skin. “I’ll wait for you, and then we can be together forever.”

I scooped her up in my arms and took her to my truck. Her pink bike that was totaled was in the back, but I could use it to set the scene. They needed to believe a false narrative. She would be alive, and the next phase of my plan would start.

While she was healing, I would work on my passion project. The bitch would regret taking my princess from me. And when the time was right, I would save my princess once again and bring her to my castle, where we could live happily ever after.

I took her to the entrance of the park. It would be dangerous being so close to my own cabin, but I was deep within the forest. It would take them a while to locate me, even if they had any idea who I was.

They would worry about her. It hurt to let her go, but she was mine and would always be.

She needed help I couldn’t provide her, and having her alive was better than her dying before I could make her mine completely.

With my burner phone, I called 911. “There’s a woman who wrecked her motorcycle at the entrance of the state park. She’s unresponsive and bleeding. Send help.” I disconnected and admired my princess.

She looked like her namesake, delicate and fragile, waiting for her prince to come set her free. I brushed her hair from her face, pressing my lips to her. If only true love's kiss could bring her back to me, and we could live happily ever after.

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