Felicity POV
I woke up with a jolt, my head throbbed as I came to .
I was feeling groggy and disoriented. I tried to move my arms and legs, but they wouldn't budge.
The last thing I remembered was fighting and screaming.
I was tied to a chair, hands and feet were bound with thick ropes that dug into my skin and my son was nowhere in sight.
My heart raced as I realized I was in a small cell, with no windows, just stone walls that seemed to close in on me.
I felt panic rising inside of me as I tried to remember how I had ended up in this situation. It all came flooding back to me - the fight with the woman.
I looked around, trying to get my bearings, and that's when I noticed her- the woman who had lured me to my capture.
"So you're finally awake," she said, her voice harsh and cold.
