Samarah's Pov
"What's on your mind?" Ash asked while his hands were playing with my hair.
"I'm just thinking that we should stay here for a bit of time, for as long as they want." I calmly said, despite that I felt a churn in my stomach and this familiar dizziness had made me weak.
It was the same feeling I felt when I was locked there. The longer I stay in this room, the more I think about negative things, those traumatic events, their taunts, their mocking smiles when they look at me, and the death of my mother.
It kept on repeating in my mind like a broken record, to the point that I became numb to it.
If I was still alone right now, for sure I would go crazy like what I did before, banging my head on the wall, scratching, digging my nails into the wall, screaming on top of my lung
