BRIELLE’S POV

Brielle's eyes flew open as she felt a piercing pain shoot from her skull to her forehead.

Groaning slightly, she blinked furiously, her chained wrists touching her forehead.

She wanted to cry, she could feel it, but at the last moment, she stopped herself. Sniffing instead, she tried to make sense of what was going on around her.

She had been sleeping, as far as she could remember, but something seemed to have woken her up, and she couldn't put her finger on what it was. ...