“Thanks for showing me this Violet, I know it must have been hard to see again.” I held her hand tightly.
She shook her head. “It’s my first time seeing it. He’s only every told me stories. Let’s watch the last bit of it.” She took us forward a couple months.
Cante walked down the stairs to the basement and opened the door. He walked to the cage and saw a woman in a fetal position. “They just came for my blood.”
“I didn’t come for blood.” Cante assured her. “I came to talk.” He mumbled a spell to turn the cameras off.
The woman sat up and rubbed her eyes. “I’m not interested… you’re terrible people. Small talk isn’t going to change that.” She was beautiful, brown hair and purple eyes like Ayden.
“I’m Cante.” He introduced himself.
She looked at him then looked away, saying nothing.
