EVA'S POV (THREE DAYS AFTER THE EVENTS OF RAVENFORD)

Three days of pure torture had passed. There was no clean drinking water, bath, or even a basin to wash my face or hair. The guards were rough whenever they could be, and I had only been given a decent meal once.

So, panic seized me when I heard keys rattling in the lock of my cell, and the door creaked open.

I looked up and saw three guards approaching. With each step they took, I shrunk back further.

"You can't kill me. I haven't been ...