Isabella′s POV:
I woke up with the sound of water dripping in the corner of the room. Immediately, a painful sensation crash into my mind, and I scream.
Tears drip down my cheeks, merging in with the sweats as I thrash my limbs forward only to be constraint by chains.
“Please! Damien, stop!” I shriek furiously, knowing he was probing my mind once more to find clues to my whereabouts.
My head hung low when he exits my mind without a second thought, knowing I was in pain.
A low whistle caught my attention, and I glance up to see the mysterious man whom I found out to be named Kace, staring at me as he rests his arms on the tip of the chair.
“Three days,” he states. “You’ve been down here for three days and two nights.”
I close my eyes, feeling the blood dripping down my skin.
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