The blindfold was still tight around her eyes.
Elena had lost all sense of time. She didn’t know how long she had been in that room, surrounded by them. The world outside no longer existed. It was just the sound of their voices, their breaths, the weight of their hands. Her wrists throbbed against the rope, the knot digging deeper into her skin every time she moved.
Someone had turned off the lamp. The air felt heavier in the darkness, thicker. The sound of the floor creaking told her that at least two of them were still moving around her. The third had barely spoken since the blindfold went on.
Logan’s voice finally broke the silence. “You’re so quiet now.”
She tensed. His voice was closer than she’d expected.
Cyrus laughed low near the door. “Not so bold without your eyes, huh?”
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