BRIELLE’S POV

"No…." Brielle screamed so loudly that it echoed throughout the four walls of the cell she was in as she watched her father's head fall to the floor with a loud thud.

"A perfect morning to you, too," Draken muttered to her with an evil sneer on his face, clapping madly with his bloodied hand as he walked deeper into the lit-up jail.

Brielle began to pull away, terrified of what this man would do to her. Her heart was racing, and she was confident he could also hear it. ...