C193 Deadly Rejection

Fenella’s POV

“Let go of me, Alan!”

I struggled with all my might, but Alan kept his grip on my arm. He wouldn't listen to me and now forced me to follow him. Limping, I dragged my feet to get into the car.

“I don't want to, Alan! Let go of me!”

I held the car door with my hand. Although Alan tried to open the door, I held the door.

Outside, Laird was still trying to crush open the door