My body feels like I’ve been run down by a truck and right now, I know that that’s not the issue.
If forever is really a word in the dictionary, I want it gone.
I finally open my eyes, it takes some blinking for me to see clearly.
“You’re awake. I almost thought that you were dead.”
I grunt, trying to keep my eyes open as long as I can.
My throat feels dried up as I scan the room, keeping my sights on a male I wish to murder.
Maybe, the taste of his blood will quench my thirst.
“Sebastian.”
He embraces my glare with a smirk. He is crunched by the front of silver bars.
Oh my goddess, I am in the castle’s prison.
“I half expected to be tied up in your room, not a cell.”
He smiles at my statement. In a different occasion, I would have been gushing over how he looks, but right now I
