Stella
Talia’s men had injected something in my blood to keep me from fighting back. Against that, I tried fighting back with everything I had inside of me, but it was of no use. By the time they got me to Talia’s mansion, I was in and out of consciousness.
Andrew’s father was my primary torturer, enjoying every sick minute of it. When he first got me to Talia’s room, he brought me to the corner where someone had nailed thick chains into the wall. Instead of traditional chains being wrapped around my wrists, he pierced a hole right through each of my hands, only wrapping the chain around my wrists as an afterthought. Blood had already begun to pour out of my hands, only adding
