Chapter 19

• JADE POV
• It's been three days. Three days of absolute torture. My stomach grumbled where I lay and I knew that by the time the stipulated time was up, I'd be so weak, I wouldn't be able to fight or defend myself.
• Dearil was a son of a bitch and he was all I could think about as the days rolled by. He'd come into my room just as he said he would. He would seat across from me and then we'll just stare at each other. He became devious the next day because he brought a mouth-watering piece of steak with him and then proceeded to eat them in front of me while I watched the meat disappear Into his mouth hungrily, my mouth watering just by Watching him eat what should have been mine.