#Chapter183

Zenia"s POV

My body ached. My hands were bound I was certain that the rope had caused bruises on the skin because it hurt me there too.

My eyes strained in the darkness, trying to look at the blood that was soaking through my pants from the bullet wound.

Why me?

Why would he do this to me?

I looked around. Pitch darkness surrounded me and I felt like I was slipping away to it. I needed to get out of here but I had no idea where I was.

I was in a room. Tied up to a chair. Beaten and had a hole in my leg.

The...