Bella's POV
A kick in my stomach jerked me up from my unconsciousness. Whining in discomfort, I opened my eyes. At first, my sight was blurry, and I had to blink repeatedly before I could see properly. With a furrowed brow, I realized I was lying on a cold floor while a man stood before me. Struggling to register the whole scenario, I tried sitting up. When I did, I noticed a familiar man standing before me, his eyes filled with a victorious smile.
“Who…”
“Bella, you are awake.” I turned to see Charity seated on the cold floor beside me, a big metal choker wrapped around her neck. This made me realize that I had the same choker on my neck.
Confused, I stared at the man and then at Charity, who looked exhausted. “Bella, do you remember anything?” she asked. I furrowed my brow as I recal
