Willow's POV

I woke up in darkness. At first, I thought I was dreaming, everything felt like a hazy blur, a disorienting mess of thoughts and fragments that didn’t quite fit together. My body ached, every muscle sore from being tied for what felt like days. My skin was sticky, and there was a bitter taste in my mouth, like I had been drugged or forced to sleep too long.

I tried to move, but the chains that bound me were cold and unyielding. My legs felt weak, and for a moment, I wasn’t ...