Alex’s POV
They had finally untied my arms from behind my back the other day. That felt nice, but that is the only thing that felt nice. They started sending in men who would beat me and then leave. Between the lack of food and water and beatings, I was weak. I still didn’t know where Tinlee was or if she was even alive.
The girl who feeds me has stopped doing that but does bring me food occasionally. She still won’t talk to me, but I still try every time she comes in.
I was yelling out for Tinlee, hoping that if she was here, she could hear me and she would yell back and let me know that she was ok. I heard the door for the basement open and a women’s heels click on the floor coming down here. This was new. It was either men or the one girl. I stopped yelling for her when I heard the w
