POV: Rachel (Minor Character)
Location: The Crimson Room, Soho
Time: Same Night as Chapter 33
I've been a t****l for three weeks. That's not long enough to forget what it was like to be human. To have free will. To make my own choices.
But it's long enough to understand that I'll never be human again.
My name is Rachel. I'm twenty-six years old. Three weeks ago, I was a graduate student at King's College studying literature. I had a thesis advisor, a small flat in Islington, and a future that didn't include s*****y.
Now I'm property. Addicted. Owned by Lord Silvain Mordaunt and serving in his flagship blood club.
The Crimson Room is exactly what it sounds like. Every surface is red. Red walls, red furniture, red lighting that makes everyone look like they're bleeding. It's deliberat
