Chapter 43
Annalise
My eyes were still covered by the blindfold, my hands and feet bound tightly as I was transported like some sack of potatoes. Once I get my hands on any of them, I swear I’ll make them pay. Then, I was placed down—oh, and as if things couldn’t get worse, they gagged my mouth too, so I couldn’t even scream properly. All that came out were muffled sounds, leaving my throat sore. I heard the shutting of a door nearby.
Did they really just leave me on the floor? This must be the same room they’d given me before.
The sound of a door opening startled me, and then a familiar scent filled the air. Sylus. I wiggled and protested, trying to free myself, but then I felt his hands on me, lifting me up as he gently placed me on something soft—probably a bed. My muffled cries urg
