“I don’t believe them,” Eliza whispered.
“Just rest, Eliza. She will free us, one day,” I said, not believing my own words.
* * *
Time passed so slowly in the cell. I couldn’t tell how long we had been locked up.
Several times, food was thrown at us through a small opening. It was barely edible. Water was the only clean thing we were given. It came in the form of ice balls the guards pelted at us. The guards laughed as we screamed in pain at their attacks.
I didn’t know how much longer I could live in those conditions. The pain and despair were unbearable.
Where is Jameson? He did not come to see us. Countless times he had promised to always take care of me and keep me safe, but he lied. Year after year, he convinced me that his love was real only to turn around and run to her.
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