Chapter 80 Death Time
Lyla’s pov
It was chilly, colder than it had been in a long time. The wet stone walls of my cage felt like they were closing in on me, gently squeezing the air out of my lungs. I sat against the hard, unforgiving floor, knees drawn up to my chest, attempting to retain as much warmth as possible in this unpleasant environment.
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