Chapter Sixteen
Theo
“Ξύπνα, ανόητε.”
The words pierced my haze of slumber, and the pain stormed back in. I grit my teeth, refusing to open my eyes.
A needle-sharp fingernail slid down the side of my cheek, and I flinched.
“Brainless. Senseless. Stupid old fool.”
I cracked my left eye open, glared at her, and rolled it back shut. “Go away.”
“No. Get up.”
Her pointed heel connected with my stomach and I grunted. The audacity . . .
I popped my eyes open and blocked her second attempt. “Have you lost your mind?”
“Of the two in this place, only one is missing his brain.” Her nostrils flared as she peered down at me.
“Why are you here?” I rolled to face the other direction. “Haven't I had enough torment?”
Her shoe connected with my back that time, harder.
“Damn you, Nona!” I launch
