LEAH
My brows remained creased as the annoying swirling sound of those machines remained printed in my brain. It made me more angry than I initially was.
Damien had sent in people to seal the windows with thin burglaries, to ensure I made no attempt to escape again.
At this point, he was more than a beast to me. He is a cruel man who cares only about his feelings and not about others. I wonder how he felt when he killed his own father.
I wanted out, out of this room and probably this marriage, just one glance at the burn on my palm reminded me of the vows I repeated.
“Luna Leah.” The door was pushed open by the guard on duty, and a maid walked in, bowing, a small smile plastered on her face. “It's time for dinner,” she said, while I rolled my eyes.
I got up and followed behind her, a
