Chapter 9

MELISSA’S POV

As I slowly opened my eyes, the familiar blue glow of Vincenzo's room enveloped me, a haunting reminder of my captivity. But something was off. Instead of the cold, hard floor, I found myself on a soft, inviting bed. The realization hit me like a thunderbolt, and I jolted upright, only to be met with a searing pain that shot through my body like a lightning bolt. I gasped, my mind reeling as memories of Vincenzo's cruel torture flooded back.

‘How long have I ...