Chapter 25

• I screamed his name harder but he didn't turn back. I was annoyed and filled with rage.
• The cell was cold, and the silence was suffocating. I sat on the damp stone floor, with my knees pulled to my chest, my wrists aching from the silver chains locked on my arms. The walls around me seemed to close in, like it was trapping me not just physically, but mentally.
• Kelvin’s face flashed through my mind—his touch, his voice, the way he had sworn to protect me and how he had always been over protective of me.