Skyla's POV
My hands were chained.
That was the first thing I noticed when I slowly became conscious again. I didn't think I would wake up; I thought I had died.
The room was dark, but I managed to make out I was some sort of cage inside what looked like a bedroom, okay, weird. I started to panic as memories of when Richard had captured me began to flood my mind.
It was like I had gone back to the time Richard tore my heart into pieces and threw me into a cell meant for criminals. I thought I would never have to experience anything like that again, but here I was…
I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lips to stop myself from screaming and began fighting off the memories. The last thing I needed was to go into a panic attack and possibly announce to my captors that I had woken up.
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