CHAPTER FOURTY ONE

Ruby's POV The place was silent, my mouth was dry, and my lips chapped. My head also hurt and it felt heavy too. The place seemed creepy as I struggled to open my eyes. I sat up once I was wide awake and conscious and looked around the darkroom, trying to get accustomed to the darkness. When I tried to move, a sharp pain shot through my wrist. I winced and felt the rope that was used to tie my hands… it burnt my palms and I pulled back immediately after realizing the rope had silver in it. I tried to loosen the rope used to tie me up even though it burnt me continuously but the pain only increased and got too much to bear and the rope was too thick and tight to be loosened… I began to get frustrated with every failed attempt. I cried and coined my feet on the dirt as fury began to pile inside me. I hate being trussed or imprisoned, the silver in the rope hurt like hell and all I wanted was to get it off me… suddenly the door to the prison flew open and someone that obviously looke