(Sasha POV)
My throat became dry and my lips became chapped. I licked my lips to wet them a bit, but I was in desperate need of water. My stomach was rumbling and protesting, but they didn’t give me even a single thing to eat. I was lying on the floor and didn’t have enough strength left in my body to even sit.
“Want something to eat, B*tch?” A guard kicked me and I felt a metallic taste in my mouth. I was damn sure that this kick would give me another nasty bruise on my face.
“Please!!! Give me something to eat,” I almost begged. I had never thought that I would ever beg someone for food but here I am…begging those bastards to give me something to fill my stomach. I wasn’t worried about myself…I was worried about my babies.
“Please, Babies! Stay strong. Your daddies will come soon t
