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While I was drugged and entombed in a concrete wall, my fiancé, Alex Quinn, was out celebrating the birthday of my fake heiress sister, Emily Summers. To indulge his own cruel amusement, the killer shoved a phone in front of my face, forcing me to send a desperate message to Alex. Drugged mute, my fingers smashed and twisted, I could only drag a single, shaky letter across the screen: [Help.] As a policeman, Alex dismissed it as another one of my ploys. His voice message crackled with irritation. "Stop this nonsense. I'm not in the mood for your games today. It's Emily's birthday. Keep this up, and we're done for good." Three days later, construction workers at the site broke through the wall and found my body. Alex arrived on the call, his detective's mind already coolly piecing together the timeline of the victim's imprisonment and torture. He studied the grotesque, swollen features, analyzing the scene with professional detachment. However, Alex never recognized the woman he once swore to love forever.