Chapter Fifteen
Ana…
I sat trapped in the tight ropes, feeling completely down and physically weak.
My mouth was dry, and I hadn't gotten a single thing to eat or drink since I was dragged to this hidden place. The dull ache in my empty stomach made my head spin, but the pain in my heart was much worse.
I looked across the dark room at Ema. She was tied up loosely in her wooden chair, covered in fake red blood, but she was still living completely freely. She wasn't in any real danger, and she wasn't suffering at all. She was just playing a twisted game, waiting for the final act to begin.
I closed my eyes tightly for a brief moment, drawing in a shallow breath as I tried to think of anything else just to get the physical and emotional pain away from me. I tried to focus on my brea
