Mia's POV
I woke up first to see that we were alone. Baine was still unconscious. His head was slung forward, and it hurt me to see him dangling like that from these stupid chains.
I thought about waking him up, but I feared if I did, he would be in even more pain. That he would feel everything. He looked to be in horrible shape, and I couldn't do a damn thing to help, just like I can't do a damn thing to warn Rosie.
The only sound that could be heard was our breathing and the sound of dripping water. I didn't hear it before. Like clockwork every fifteen seconds, a drop would hit somewhere near the stairs.
The quiet wasn't eating at me. It was giving me a weird kind of calm. I felt like I was giving up all over again. Like when I was a prisoner for Shawn, I prayed and hoped that Jordan
