Chapter 25 Hallucinations

• With her back to the door and her fingers aimlessly scratching the wood, Rica sat on the chilly stone floor, her frustration building rapidly.
• She cursed under her breath, her voice a harsh whisper as she muttered Jeco's name in anger.
• “How dare he lock me up like this?” she growled, pressing her palm to the door as if pushing against it would somehow break it open. “Arrogant fool. Who does he think he is?”