chapter 36
The next morning… Deep in the woods, inside a lost, forgotten cabin, Sofia lay on the floor—wrapped in a thin, worn-out rag. The cabin was old and deserted, and cold air crept in through the cracks in the wooden walls. The chill slowly seeped into her body, making her stir in her sleep. She groaned softly and turned her head. Something wasn’t right. She slowly opened her eyes, her vision blurry. She rubbed them lazily, sitting up as if she were still in her own bed. A yawn escaped her lips as she stretched her arms, her bones cracking slightly—clear proof she hadn’t slept comfortably. Then she froze. Her eyes widened. “What the hell…?” The walls around her were made of old wood. Her room wasn’t like this. There was no soft morning light, no familiar smell, no warmth. Instead, it w
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