Locked inside
Peering inside, they spotted her. Julia sat on the edge of a bed, still in her wedding dress. Her veil was gone, and her hair was messy, but she appeared unharmed. The sight brought Ethan a mix of relief and anger. But as he looked closer, he noticed the window was locked with a heavy padded lock. She wasn’t tied up but wasn’t free to leave either. Ethan’s jaw tightened.
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