RAYNE
I smoothed my hands over the short silk dress I had on. I had gently brushed through my long hair this morning.
My fever had broken. My energy was slowly increasing. Reid's maid had led me into an empty dining hall. I was seated at the head of the table now.
A single plate was set for me. Breakfast was served. Eggs, bacon, toast, sausages, and a tall glass of orange juice.
Even though my stomach was rumbling, I pushed the plate forward. He thought he could bribe me with food.
I refused to eat anything he offered me. I would rather die. He branded me like I'm some kind of animal, made me sleep in a cage, and made me clean his room until my fingers bled.
He was a monster. And I hated him with everything in me. He deserved nothing but the worst.
The maid entered the room to
