Kaya’s POV
Kaya’s body ached as she lay on the cold, damp floor of the small room she had been confined in for what felt like an eternity. The walls were bare, made of concrete, and the single dim lightbulb hanging from the ceiling barely illuminated the space. She had no sense of time—day and night blended into one long, agonizing moment. Her heart thudded not only for herself but for the tiny life growing inside her.
She sat up slowly, cradling her belly protectively. Her hand rested on the gentle curve, a reminder of the little one she had to stay strong for. No matter what they threw at her, she couldn’t give up. Not now. Not when her baby needed her.
The door to the room creaked open, and Kaya’s eyes flickered toward the figure standing in the doorway. A tall, burly man, with a cru
