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This was a ss building; the <b>ledge </b>was barely four inches wide. Yunice could only rest the balls of her feet on it–her heels hung in midair.
She shut her eyes for a moment, too afraid to look down. All she could do was stare straight ahead and nce around; there were venttion openings not far in either direction.
If she climbed left, she’d have to pass that corridor <b>again</b>….
Yunice made a quick decision to crawl right. She knew her stamina wouldn’tst long; the more she hesitated, the weaker <b>limbs </b>would get. Without wasting time, she grabbed hold of anything that could help support her weight.
Honestly, if she could just get over her fear of heights, this climb wasn’t much different from bncing <b>on </b>a curb as a kid.
Except this game didn’t allow for mistakes. Once she managed to inch her way over to the venttion window of the room on the right, Yunice reached <b>up</b>.
But the window was too high; not only did she miss, her ankle cramped up.
<b>Gritting </b>through the pain, she changed tactics–first grabbing onto the tform that held the outdoor unit beside her. a huge effort to haul herself onto it, and once <b>she </b>managed to stand, her legs gave out and she copsed onto the tiny tform, utterly drained.
It took
Heart still racing. Yunice decided to rest for a bit in this rtively safe spot before figuring out a way to call for help. After all. no one would expect her to actually climb out the <b>window</b>.
“Stop pacing around. You’re <b>making </b>me dizzy?
Suddenly hearing <b>Paul’s </b>voice, Yunice’s <b>eyes </b>lit up. In such a desperate situation, hearing a <b>familiar </b>voice felt like grabbing onto a lifeline.
She sprang to her feet and looked up at the venttion window overhead.
The window <b>was </b>open; she could hear the voicesing from inside.
Just as she was about to <b>shout</b>, Owen’s angry voice cut through the air. “If Morgan daresy a finger on my sister, I swear I won’t let him get <b>away </b>with it!”
Morgan? Morgan Is the one who kidnapped me!
Yunice didn’t doubt <b>for </b>a second that Morgan would do something like this. He was already infamous as a reckless rich brat who acted without consequence. Knowing <b>that </b>Owen and Paul were both inside made her feel much more at ease.
Standing on the tform of the outdoor unit, <b>she </b>shouted up toward the venttion window, “Owen! Owen!”
She wasn’t confident she could climb up to the vent. She didn’t want to die; so even though things had gone south between her and Owen, she still chose to call for help.
Ife is still my brother, right?
Yunice <b>shouted </b>with all her strength. Before long, she saw Owen and Paul appear by the floor–to–ceiling window. It looked like they had heard something but couldn’t make out the words.
Owen stared outside, startled “I could’ve sworn I just heard Yunice’s voice<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Paul leaned on the window and looked to the side, then realized how ridiculous <b>that </b>was. “You’re meters up. How could Yunice be out there?”
Yumer stood up against the wall and <b>waved </b>frantically toward the window.
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But the hotel’s soundproofing was too good, the vent barely carried her <b>voice</b>. No one inside could understand what she was saying.
Owen <b>stood </b>again, puzzled. “I still think 1 hear Yunny calling me.”
Paul slowly got up, thinking out loud. “Could she be awake?”
“No way.” Owen said. “The <b>meds </b>shouldn’t wear off that fast…”
Hearing their conversation. Yunice’s expression grew <b>guarded</b>. They knew she’d passed out from the traditional medicine. Pressed against the wall below the vent, she fell silent.
Then came the sound of Paul twisting the doorknob. “I’m going to check.”
Owen yanked him back by <b>the </b>shoulder. “Don’t think I don’t <b>know </b>what you’re up to. You’re not going anywhere!”
Paul shook him off angrily. “What do you think I’m up to?”
“You booked this room on purpose! You wanted Yunice to panie and run straight into your arms!” Owen shouted.
“You already took advantage of her, and now you’re still trying to get your hands on her!”
Paul flinched, guilt shing across his face. His temper red as he snapped back, “Don’t lump me <b>in </b>with your filth. You’re the one who drugged your own sister <b>and </b>handed her off to some stranger! I’m not the one who ruined her reputation!”
Owen’s face burned. Furious, he shouted back, “And you think camping out like a vulture isn’t filthy? What if she <b>ran </b>into Morgan’s room–that’s one thing–but what if she ended up in yours? What the heck would you do then?”
<b>Paul </b>snorted, “I just wanted to give <b>her </b><b>a </b>safe ce to stay. I wouldn’ty a finger on her.”
“That’s nonsense!” Owen almost never cursed; this time he was truly livid..
He pointed furiously at the door. “You know how many cameras are set up in that hallway? If even one of those videos gets out and <b>shows </b>you with Yunice, how the heck is Elsie supposed to live <b>that </b><b>down</b><b>?</b>”
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