SASHA
“Jace," I call again.
“Sasha...is that you?" He asks urgently.
I am about to respond when I hear the sound of footsteps coming to the room, Bryan is coming back. I quickly drop the phone on the table in panic without hanging up and I somehow try to tie my wrist back. The door swings open and Bryan walks with a tray, he sets the tray containing bacon and eggs with French toast on the stool in front of me. I held my breath and pray he doesn’t notice that the rope is lose as he unties me and takes a seat in front of me.
“Eat." His voice booms and I jump in fear while glancing at the phone discreetly.
If Bryan should find out what I have done...he will kill me, there is no doubt about that. I pick up the fork and start rushing the food even though it tastes like sawdust in my mou
