From POV

It's my second day here in this building and I haven't slept well because I'm tied to a chair and when I eat they try to eat me but I don't swallow it because it tastes bad.

My body is also weakening because that woman is hurting me but I don't stop because when I weaken my baby, I still don't want to lose them. They are my only strength now.

Suddenly the door to my room opened so I raised my head and saw again the hidden face of the demon that was torturing me.

I looked at him badly and immediately clenched my fist tied behind...