Chapter 16

• ELEANOR
• Armando dragged me out of the car, gripping my wrist so tightly I thought my bones would snap. The pain shot up my arm, but I was too exhausted to fight back. My ankle throbbed, my wrists burned from the ropes, and every part of me ached from the blows I had taken. I tried to pull away, but it was useless. His grip only tightened.
• "Please, Armando, let me go! You're hurting me!" I begged, my voice barely above a whisper.