CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
WINTER BRAY My eyes cleared; my body was frozen. I felt like I couldn't move, I could hardly breathe. Taking a strong breath, I felt the oxygen fill up my lungs. I looked up, finding myself tied to a chair. My wrists were burning, and the surrounding rope was too tight for my liking. The oftener I moved the oftener it burned. My mind desperately struggled to recall the previous events, but a deep groan snapped me out of my thoughts. Right beside me, Theo was sitting, being tied up as well. I instantly wished to rush to check if he was okay, but I didn't have the choice to do so. He looked uncertain of his surroundings which were understandable. His eyes quickly found mine, and they broadened. I must have looked like a wreck, with blood smooched all over my face, and my shirt being ruined
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