Hermosa POV

Somebody help me! I screamed out loud, my head hitting the bed continuously to make noise. There was no answer.

The bonds pierced into my skin; the more I moved and the more I stayed, it made me weak. The candle wax was burning low; it was already running out.

How long was I chained like this? It felt like hours due to the low burn of the candles.

My hair was scattered wildly on the pillow, and beads of sweat curled around the pillowcase.

"Raphhh." My throat was sore from all ...