Celeste’s POV
My vision was getting blurry, and time wasn't on my side.
Dominic had gotten a call earlier and left the room. Maybe this was my chance.
I scanned through the room for something - anything I could use to free myself. A loose nail, a piece of glass, or even the pen he asked me to sign with, even though it wasn't the best option at this point.
But I was desperate, desperate for anything.
The ropes cut deeper into my skin each time I tried to shift the chair.
My entire body trembled with exhaustion, but I wouldn't stop. I couldn’t. If I stopped, everything I worked so hard for would all be in vain. So I couldn’t give in - not to him.
I exhaled heavily and whimpered in pain. My eyes were already burning with tears and I failed to stop them from flowing.
Then they stop
