Chapter 101

• Emma's POV
• My feet ache, my back, my legs—every part of my body hurts from these damn shackles. It’s been this way for as long as I can remember. Andrea and I have been locked up in this tiny room for what feels like forever. If I’m right, it’s been almost two months now—or maybe more. I’ve lost count.
• The last thing I remember clearly was Tabitha knocking us out with a shovel. When Andrea and I came to, we were here, trapped in this same filthy room.