Marcelina's POV
I woke up with a stiff neck and a dull ache running down my back. And for a moment, I didn't remember where I was.
But then the ceiling of my living room slowly came into focus, and I realized I was lying on the couch.
Everything hurts.
My body felt heavy, like I had run a marathon and collapsed halfway through, my legs ached from standing for hours in Mr. Vitali's office, my arms were sore from struggling with the men he had ordered to take me home, and even my shoulders felt tight, like the stress of the night had settled deep into my bones.
All at once, memories from the previous night rushed back. Dom Vitali's cold voice, his threats, his men grabbing my arms when I refused to leave.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I groaned softly. I had fought them at first. Kicked, tw
