Olivia Isla
I don't know why, but all of a sudden, Dion put me in chains. They were made of thorns, and every little move I made cut my skin. They found out I have the marking of the Goddess. I don't even know what that means.
"Miss, I have the keys to your chains. But you have to play pretend."
My brow furrowed at the guard stationed at my door. They were never kind before. They were just the same as their leaders. Why help me now?
"For what? To make my punishment more severe when they find out?" I sneered.
He shook his head. "You'll lose too much blood if you keep moving. You're bleeding. I just don't like the smell of it."
I glanced at myself and noticed the fresh blood on my clothes. The once pink fabric had turned red. I was covered in my own blood.
"I can't even move. How can
