Melissa.
I was still dangling helplessly from the door, wrists bound, my forehead pressed against the wood, when the handle jerked violently from the other side.
Before I could even gasp, the door slammed inward, ripping my weight forward and then shoving me backward with brutal force. My body snapped away from the door and crashed into the wall behind with a sickening smack.
A sharp scream tore from my throat.
“Arrrrrrrrghhhh!”
Pain exploded across my back, fresh fire lighting up already open wounds. I felt every lash reawaken, felt skin stretch and burn as if the belt was striking me all over again. My knees nearly gave way, but the binding on my wrists kept me suspended, forced upright through sheer agony.
For a few heartbeats, the world blurred into white noise. Nothing existed
