Hailey's POV
"Come with me" he yelled. "NOW"
With trembling legs, I tried to follow him, but my legs had already given up, they just didn’t move. He looked at me one more time, before taking my hand, rather harshly and dragging me all the way downstairs.
He took me to some corridor, and the name of the last room of it took my soul with immense fear.
Torture Room.
“S-sir?” I asked.
“Don’t worry Corazon, this time it isn’t for you. But, I... uh… guessed you should get a glimpse of the one you’re living with. Open the door” he said.
I looked at him with complete fear, and then I took a step forward. All the possibilities of the worst things started rushing in my mind.
What could be inside? Some room filled with blood? Just shut the f**k Hailey, you’re now scaring yourself. He’s not
