Loretta’s POV
The thought of returning to that hell hole made hot tears roll down my eyes in torrents.
Just when I thought I had gotten the freedom which I had wanted, the guards caught up with me and now I was on my way back to that devil.
Taking a deep breath, I sent my teeth into my lower lips, trying all I could to muffle my screams but my attempt didn't last for long.
In frustration, I yanked my hand off their girp and on the top of my voice, I screamed my lungs out.
Exhausted, I tried to catch my ragged breath while the guards looked on like I was a piece for exhibit.
“What was that for?” Their leader asked with a scornful look on his face.
Crossing his hands on his chest, he took a step backward with a huff.
“You think your screams for help are going to save you?” Ano
