Fiona's POV
I was really hungry. Like really famished. I can't recall how long I have been in this dark and somewhat suffocating room, but all I just wanted was to be allowed something to eat.
This would be the twentieth time my poor stomach was growling. I just needed something to eat.
“Let me out of here, b***h,” I yelled for the umpteenth time, but just like the first time, I was met with silence. None of these silly guards could even get Callidora here and it was f*****g annoying.
“Can one of you go and get that b***h here?” I hissed, but just like the first time, the guards pretended not to hear me. I hissed. I had tried to lose the rope that my hand was tied with, but I wasn't able to. I don't know how tight this b***h tied the ropes.
I decided to call Maya again and see if sh
