Chapter 17

After hanging up the last piece of clothing in the wardrobe, Eliza was so tired that she threw herself onto the small bed. This was her new den, a single room, fortunate enough to have a tiny kitchen the size of a palm and a separate bathroom. She closed her eyes, letting her mind settle down. A brief moment of silence, for her, was a luxurious satisfaction. Only a few minutes into her tranquility, her phone began to vibrate exuberantly. Struggling to keep her eyes from gluing shut, she dug out her phone from her pocket. An unknown number was displayed on the screen. With a frown, she hung up, and then dived her head under the pillow, since those who recognized her only texted her. Again, she glimpsed that bastard’s face in her mind. Beast! She cursed under her breath, hoping to never again see that disgusting face in her entire life. She didn't know how long she had been asleep for, only to wake up with a headache and a ravenous thirst. She managed to open her somewhat swollen eyes an