Olivia’s POV

When consciousness returned, a sharp, throbbing pain pulsed through my skull. My body ached, and I quickly realized I was bound to the chair again, the ropes now so tight they bit into my skin, rendering movement impossible.

A groan escaped my lips as I slowly lifted my head, my vision swimming. Ethan sat across from me, his clothes and hands stained with blood, his posture that of a man who had just committed a heinous act.

“What… what happened?” I mumbled, my voice ...