Rachelle’s POV

I opened my eyes slowly and was surprised to not find the blinding sun or metal bars in my face when I did so.

Maybe Violet had somehow managed to bring me back to the slaves’ quarters after I had passed out. Or one of the other slaves who had felt sympathetic after seeing me in such a vulnerable way.

In actual fact, I was even surprised that I had opened my eyes. I thought that I was going to die after all my body had had to go through, it was not like I had gone through beatings and cuts and being strikes with whips. I had...