Chapter 114

Bella “Let me out! I said let me out! Please…” My voice broke into sobs as I pounded weakly on the door, but no matter how long I cried or begged, no one came. No one ever did. I dragged myself toward the corner of the cold room, as I curled up like a ball. I’d been locked in here for weeks—at least, I thought so. I’d lost all sense of time. The worst part was that my memories were slowly coming back, bit by bit, and each one hurt more than the last. I remembered now… I was sold. My own father had sold me off. He wasn’t coming to save me—not from this place, not from this nightmare. I had never lived like this before, never gone without a bath, without brushing my teeth, without even combing my hair. And the only time I saw anyone was when they shoved a loaf of bread and a bottle of water through the small opening. Sometimes, they forgot even that for days. I’d grown thin, weak, dirty, and numb. I kept hoping he was just punishing me for a while, that maybe once he’d had enough, he’d l