ITHRA’S POV

I returned to my room from dinner with Cole, escorted by two guards.

Dinner with Cole was painful. Listening to him yap about how I needed to be good to enjoy more of these ‘privileges’ with him made my stomach churn. 

I sat there like a moron while he fussed over me like he didn’t beat me a while ago. I could feel my sanity dwindling the more I remained here. Much more than anything, I craved freedom. 

Freedom that Cole has vowed never to give me. I was trapped in an insane nightmare that was my life. One would think I have suffered enough to experience peace...