Zoey’s point of view :-
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“Hey baby girl..”
“Why so hurry, baby girl? Let me enjoy you first..”
“I want nothing but you right now..”
“You fu*king bi*ch. Now you are going to pay for what you did..”
“You’re so going to pay for this baby girl. I’m going to ruin your whole life one day..”
“You are only mine..”
“Are you lost baby girl..?”
These are the few lines I kept hearing around me all the time. It’s been two days or so, I am stuck in the basement. There is no window or any source of gap in this room from which I can understand what time of the day it is. I could only understand the night time because at night, this room gets so cold that it was making my bones freeze. I have nothing in this room to hold on to. Not a properly covered dress, a blanket, food, wate
