Chapter Forty
Serena
The room was cold. The stone walls made it worse. My hands were tied behind my back, and my arms ached. Jake had transferred my room since I refused to be cooperative with him. Liam was not with me. That hurt the most. I did not know if he was safe, if he was eating, if he was crying for me. My chest felt like someone had pressed a stone on it.
I wanted to cry, but I pressed my lips together. Crying would not help. I told myself that again and again. Crying would not help.
The door opened with a loud sound. My head turned quickly.
Jake walked in first. His steps were slow, proud, like he owned the place. Robert followed him. Both of them were smiling. Their smiles made me sick.
Jake looked at me the way a cat looks at a trapped bird.
“Serena,” he said slowly, li
