TWO DAYS LATER

BRIELLE’S POV

Brielle awoke from her depraved slumber due to the sudden light taps on her skin and the soft feminine voices she was hearing in her head.

Dragging her chained hands up towards her face, she attempted to rub at her eyes, removing any trace of sleep therein.

"Mmmmm..." She mumbled, still hearing the familiar feminine voice telling her to wake up and eat lunch.

It was Madam Britney, and the lovely old lady had been serving her half-cooked or sometimes stale ...