Chapter 203: Executions
Celine
Celine was truly humbled. She woke up with her arms bound behind her back and her mouth gagged with a smelly cloth. This was Orion’s doing, she knew. There was no one else who had it out for her as much as he did. Was it perhaps because she gained her mother’s favor in such a short time? She couldn’t tell, but she knew Orion hated her. It was painful to think about, especially knowing how differently he acted around her friend. Traitor. She screamed in her mind when she thought about what Agatha had done to her. She would never forgive Agatha for it—at least, that was if she managed to make it out of this place alive.
Her eyes began to frantically search the darkness, but they hadn’t yet adjusted. It took her a moment to realize where she was. She was in a place called the Matchbox. She knew because she had heard stories from a few people in the past. It was named so because it seemed to strike out all hopes of returning to normal once a person’s stay had come to an end. The M
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