CHAPTER Thirty Seven
Mind games
Rayne's POV
The room atmosphere was serene, even more than I've ever wanted in my life. The piece is perfect! But a little sound confirmed you were alive. I survived all this torture because I made peace with pains after the death of my parent. All the punches, kicks, slaps, and spittle felt like a caress to my bruised ego because, In my case, pain confirms that I was alive and now, I didn't want to live, I wanted to die.
That was why I thought my body to feel pain again
I poked one eye open and I was greeted by silence. What the hell? My tormentors were standing a few feet away from me, with Gilbert holding the whip. They appeared to be having a conversation that I couldn't get my ears on but silence soon ensued when a knock came sounding on my cell door.
Salvation came finally!
"Who the fuck is that?" Gilbert thundered and I bet that whoever it was, shivered from the intensity of the voice.
"It is I, Emily….Emily Arlo" a small voice stuttered from the other side of
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