Chapter 23

• Sofia Reeds POV:
• I woke up, my head pounding like a bitch. The pain was sharp, like knives stabbing through my skull. My eyes fluttered open, but everything was blurry at first. Slowly, the room came into focus—a fucking warehouse, walls lined with shelves stacked high with petrol cans. The smell of gasoline was overwhelming, stinging my nostrils.
• I tried to move, but I couldn't. My wrists were tied tight behind my back, the rope digging into my skin. My ankles were bound too, the rough fibers chafing against my flesh. Panic surged through me when I realized I was completely naked, every part of me exposed to the cold, damp air of the warehouse.