"Are you okay?"
Marcus Monroe strode into the living room. As he asked the question, he saw Paige Summers sitting on the sofa, perfectly fine, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Paige didn't look happy at all.
'How could I be?!'
'It's been less than a month, and I've already been attacked five times—that's more than once a week! Their attackers weren't even that strong, but it's just so damn frustrating. Are they trying to stop me from ever leaving the house?!'
'Of course, their reasons for doing this couldn't be that simple.'
As she mulled it over, she offered Marcus Monroe a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. It's not that easy to kill me."
Marcus Monroe shook his head slightly, seeing through her feigned indifference. He walked over. "What happened this time?"
'What happened?'
'It was pretty much the same as the last few times, actually.'
