SCARLET’S POV
I felt everything.
The rough hands, the cruel whispers, the way they laughed as they touched me like I was some kind of prize. My body was too weak, too drowsy to fight back, but my mind was awake, trapped in this nightmare.
Tears slid down my cheeks. Sienna planned this. She set me up, made sure I was helpless, and now, I was paying the price.
I wanted to scream, to push them away, but my limbs wouldn’t move. My skin crawled with disgust as their voices filled my ears.
“Look at her… so soft.”
“She’s not fighting back. She must love this.”
My stomach churned.
No. No, no, no.
I shut my eyes, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps. Please, someone stop this.
Then I heard it.
A roar.
The sound was like a storm breaking through the darkness, shaking the walls with
