Chapter 15 His Prisoner, His Toy

The next day was no different from the last. The pain in my body hadn’t subsided, and the ache in my chest grew heavier with every passing hour. I hadn’t slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel Theo’s suffocating presence and hear his mocking laughter. My tears had soaked the pillow beneath me, but even crying brought no relief. When the door finally opened, I didn’t even flinch. My body was too drained to react. But when I saw Bell step inside, her worried eyes scanning the room until they landed on me, something inside me broke all over again.