Eliana's POV

It hadn’t been long since the doctor left — maybe five, ten minutes — when the door creaked open again.

A tall man stepped in, dripping rainwater onto the floor, with his rifle slung lazily across his back. His eyes landed on me immediately, and the look he gave me made my stomach twist slightly with fear. He didn’t blink. He just stared as if he was undressing me and f**king me in his mind because I saw him lick his lips like a weirdo.

I pressed myself against the wall ...