Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 16: Nyla stared at the candlestick in her hand, her pulse racing. As if it burned her fingers, she dropped it with a dull clang, the sound echoing in the silent room. Her gaze darted to the man sprawled on the floor, blood pooling beneath his head. Trevor wasn't moving. Her chest heaved as panic set in. The torn remains of her dress clung to her trembling frame. She reached for her coat and hastily pulled it over her shoulders, as though it could shield her from the gravity of what had just happened.

Realizing the severity of her actions, she fumbled with her phone and dialed emergency services. The authorities arrived quickly. Trevor was carried out to the ambulance on a stretcher, and Nyla was escorted to the police station. Nyla sat in the dimly lit interrogation room, clutching a cup of water with trembling hands. The red mark on her face stung, but not as much as the turmoil inside her. A kind-looking female officer leaned in, her voice soft. "We'll investigate everything. If your story holds up, this is legitimate self-defense.

You have nothing to worry about." Nyla nodded numbly, muttering a faint, "Thank you." "Do you have a family member or someone you trust who can come pick you up? It's best to have someone with you, and we may need further cooperation." Family? Nyla's lips twitched into a bitter smile. Calling Vicki would only lead to more scolding and blame. The Fowler family wasn't to be trifled with, and the Brooks family? They'd relish her downfall. There was only one person who might help. Ethan. galnovℯℓs․com keeps you updated Her fingers hesitated before dialing.

The phone rang endlessly before he finally answered. "What?" Ethan's voice was cold and detached, the kind of indifference that cut deeper than any insult. "Could you... pick me up from the police station? I'm in some trouble," she said, her tone soft, almost pleading. Ethan's silence dragged on, and then came the cutting response. "Do I need to remind you of what you said yesterday?" Her heart sank like a stone. She had told him she wanted to end things between them. She had even taken her luggage and moved away. But...

she had assumed that after two years together, he'd at least- How naive of her. Her breath hitched as a faint voice came through the line-Callie's voice. So they were together. Nyla clenched the phone tightly, her pride flickering like a dying flame. "Sorry to bother you. Forget it," she said quietly, ending the call before he could respond. Her hand trembled as she set the phone down. The tears she'd been holding back threatened to spill, but she refused to let them. . . .