Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Four or Dead

Chapter 170

The door to the room I have been locked in after that brutal night opens, and Olivia enters. She is wearing an old t-shirt and a pair of shorts and has a tray with some food and a glass of water on it

Putting the tray on the nightstand next to the bed, she asks me, in her gentle voice, "How are you feeling today?"

"A little better," I lie. My voice is still hoarse for how much I screamed while I was tortured

Except for my face, my body is almost entirely covered in bruises, and going to the toilet is so painful I end up crying. Just thinking that I have to go soon has me in tears

"Do you need help taking a shower? That way, I can clean your wounds as well."

I don't remember the last time I took one or how many days have passed since I got kidnapped

"No, I am good. You can have the food, you need it more than I do." Olivia is so thin, she is only skin and bones

me, "How about we

kind

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like you need a friend." She scratches her arms. Does she need drugs

that

me a half smile and puts the tray on the bed between us. It is only some bland oatmeal and a few slices of apples, but it is the first time I eat in days. The room I am kept in has no windows, and I mostly spend my time in bed,

I feel full. I wait for Olivia to finish eating before I say, "If you could help me get to

my room but also take a much needed shower, and she helps me take the medicine prescribed by a questionable

comes to see

look at your pussy. To make sure it is healing properly. In

Jason is

lowers her head, picks up the

disowned you," Carlos says

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as I never want to see my father

of a way of escaping this nightmare. There is no mirror in the bathroom, and I am only served food that can be eaten with a spoon. And until I can walk

will ask Olivia where she gets her drugs from. The only way to

and Stefan so much. They probably don't remember my face by now, as they have Emily and can

the

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