Loveth’s POV
I was a wreck when I woke, my body aching and my mind unable to escape the haunting replay of the torture I had endured. The clock had struck past midnight, but the darkness outside was nothing compared to the despair I felt inside.
These people were insane. Every single one of them. They’d tried to kill me, lied against me, and punished me for crimes I didn’t commit. I couldn’t take it anymore. My resolve hardened. I had to escape this nightmare.
My body knew how important it was not to fall asleep.
The muffled hum of voices carried through the walls, keeping me frozen in place. My body refused to relax; I couldn’t afford to let my guard down. Not here, not now. The voices eventually faded, replaced by an eerie silence. That was my signal.
I stood on shaky legs and crep
