Alice’s POV:
Steadily, he ran the knife down my cheek, and I screamed. He starts chuckling, running it farther down, ensuring every millimeter was slow and torturous. Tears drip down my eyes, mixing with the blood on my cheek.
“Are you done?” Michelle leans by the door.
Adrik released a deep breath than stops. He shrugs, placing the knife back inside his pocket. “About,” he responds and heads out, not missing a smirk at me.
“Он убьет тебя,” Michelle said.
“С нетерпением жду этого,” Adrik responds and left.
Michelle took a single glance at me, and then a man closed the door.
I didn’t know how long I sat there. No one else came to talk to me. I had to hold in my pee to the point that I didn’t have to pee anymore. I think if I survive through this, I may be exposed to a bladde
