Olivia’s POV
“Rose,” Damien said, calling my new name.
Slowly, I lifted my head. I was sitting on my blankets at the foot of his bed, but he was standing a few feet away, nearer his desk and bookcase.
I blinked slowly and looked at him with a bleary-eyed expression.
Inside, I was totally numb. After that escape attempted and all of the horrors I had witnessed, I was becoming resigned to this fate, but it was crushing me inside.
I was a shadow of the person I had once been.
“Come here,” Damien said.
Obediently, I stood from my bed and walked toward him. He finally turned to look at me, and for a moment our eyes locked.
Damien stared at me as if he could see me down all the way to my soul. I was looking back at him, but I felt nothing at all. Could he see in my soul how defeated I w
