The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Katrina's POV

The basement was cold, the k

kind in that seeps into your bones and sits there, making you shiver even Whim

The kind that has you rethinking your entire life choices, up until the one that put you into that sman

I sat on the floor with my knees close to my chest, forcing myself to stay calm.

But that was easier said than done.

I knew that nothing panicking wouldn't do anything, but right now I couldn't help it

Being in this place that I'd tried so hard to forget was pulling memories out of places they had been buried.

Making me remember things I wasn't supposed to. Things I have forgotten for a while now.

I thought I had gotten over it. I fought off my fears or whatever people said.

But facing this situation, I knew I was nowhere close being to over it.

it into the room

The darkness crept around me, and it freaked me out; I tried to focus on the little ray of light that crept focusing on my breathing.

My mind was flooded with memories of me begging to be let out after Marcos had locked me with no lights in

I had cried and clawed at the walls, but he ignored my pleading

As a child. I'd been locked down here more times than I could count, each time for something different, something small.

It didn't matter what I had done, as long as Marcos was against it, I was being thrown in here.

And I really hated that. No one came to help me, no one told him he was wrong.

At some point, I thought that everyone enjoyed seeing me being treated that way.

Enjoyed seeing Marcos treat his daughter in a way that was worse than trash And I hate them all.

Once, I'd spoken out of turn.

Another time, I'd refused to follow one of his orders.

Different times, and I did something too minute.

care. He didn't like it, so

whatever he did. And down here, every punishment felt like

didn't

took out my anger on things lesser than I

And that was the

e maids and animals.

was a twisted part of me that I had tried

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was out of this place I would immediately search

urge to scream, fighting the invincible hands

out of here, but there

locked, giving no chance

would be pushed back here faster than

and I pressed my hand over

I fought the tears that threatened

cry, it would only make it

me feel like I was trapped here and was about to die. I would panic and lose my rationality and I didn't want to

clear head was what I needed right now,

my heart stop and

rapping against the floor, filling

was him.

knew I had nowhere to

never walked faster than two steps per second, and as usual, he took his time to come down to my

stood there, his figure blocking out

certain if I was

to explain. What

so

didn't say anything at first, just watched me, his eyes holding

pairs of eyes, almost the

seen my father stare

No never.

always been this way, him staring

felt the warmth of my father.

issues and he's an older

Katrina," Marcos finally said; his voice was

always worse-it

know what, but it was not going

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he cut me off immediately, a finger raised to

He wasn't done talking.

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