Risa's POV
It's amazing how your sense of time disappears when you can't see the sun. I was only able to tell that time passed, by when my Father came down, either with food and water or to beat me; usually, it was the latter. For all I knew, I could have been here for weeks or even months.
The first few days weren't as bad. I was locked in my Father's room, but on the third day, he caught me trying to get help by sneaking out the window. After that, he dragged me to the basement and trapped me in a storage room. At this point, I barely noticed the pain, it was dull and boring and my only excitement came from hearing my Father rant about failing to build back up our fortune.
My life had been lowered to such an extent that I was quickly losing the will to live, I know that it wasn't good
