Stephany’s P.O.V.
I heard some footsteps coming towards me. I was so exhausted and weak that I didn’t want to open my eyes. So, I stayed in whatever position was on the ground. I had lost the day count as I was still in the same darkroom since the beginning. They didn’t give me anything to eat and drink and now it was taking a toll on me. In the beginning, my stomach hurt badly due to hunger but now I couldn’t feel hunger and thirst.
They beat me whenever they felt to do so but I never gave them satisfaction by screaming or begging for mercy. I knew one thing and that was that I could die but would never beg for life. “How are you feeling b***h?” I heard the same person’s disgusting voice and he kicked into my stomach again. I had already lost the hope of surviving fro
