I glanced down at my high boots and slipped the ring into my right boot, making sure no one could see it, but that I could still feel it constantly. I pulled my shoulder back and cracked it. Finally, I started walking briskly toward the door where Sebastian was supposed to be, still filled with doubt, but I truly felt like this was a gain for me. When I reached the wall, I leaned against it to catch my breath. Tears welled in my eyes, threatening to spill from the pain, and my ragged breathing only made things worse.
I entered the room, and Sebastian was tied to a metal chair. His hands were bound behind his back, his feet were tied to the chair legs, his torso was secured to the chair, and his mouth was taped shut. I sighed before approaching him. I started by untying his torso, then his
