SARAH'S POV
A chill runs down my spine as Heren approaches, a knife in her hand. The evil smirk on her lips makes every part of me tremble.
She is here to kill me, just like she promised!
There is no screaming for help, no fighting back, not when I am chained so tight.
"As you can see, your time on earth is about to end!"
She sneers, bringing the sharp egde of the knife to rest on my neck, but she doesn't apply pressure.
"You would have had a few more days if Isaic didn't ask me to be his new lover early today! He even sent Doreen with beautiful roses before he called me to his room and apologized for having not chosen me instead of a loser like you!" She says and I feel my heart shattering.
"Now I have no reason to keep you alive. No one is even searching for you anymore!"
