Kayla POV：
Ryan had imprisoned me in that dark dungeon.
I couldn't see the sunlight, and I couldn't tell how long Ryan had imprisoned me. As far as I could remember, every day was a long time.
Since being imprisoned, I have become a tool for Ryan to vent his anger. He tortured me every day for various reasons, beating me with a whip stained with vervain juice.
Vervain kept my wounds from healing and even corroded my muscles like acid, weakening my strength.
I wanted to escape but never found the opportunity.
That day, I took advantage of Ryan's departure to finally break free of the chains that bound me.
Although I was very weak, the belief to escape supported me; I did not allow myself to fall down.
When I managed to escape from the dungeon and was ready to leave this hellish plac
