Sheila’s POV

Darkness.

A well of darkness. Lost in the sea of darkness with no one but myself floating with no sense of direction.

Where was I?

How long have I been stuck in here?

I don’t know how long or what must have happened as I felt trapped and so cold the cold sinking deeper.

A tear.

Then voices.

I could hear him talking to me words I couldn’t decipher or what he meant but that tear cracked the ice that kept me trapped in this cage and warmth crept back into my skin burning me up until being here felt like torture and next…

My eyes squinted with...