REVELATION

“How was I so foolish that I didn’t realize it?”

That was the thought echoing in my head as I sat bound to their ridiculous torture chair.

I glanced around the damp room. It smelled like mildew and moldy onions.

Why the hell did it smell like onions?

If Mama were here, she’d probably laugh first before helping me out of this mess.

She’d say, “Mija, you got played at your own game. Didn’t I tell you to leave that house after that man fed you that drug through a kiss?”

And speaking of that asshole…

The door creaked open, slicing through the darkness with a harsh light. I...