Sania’s POV
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The tunnel leads us to a small dark room that reeks of a rotten smell. I finally can stand straight again without my head bumping the ceiling. It takes a bit of an effort to get Darilus out of the tunnel and into the room, but we manage.
“Are you Melody?” I ask the brown-haired girl.
The girl nods while keeping her distance from us. She puts the torch back on its socket on one of the room’s walls. When she moves, I notice she is limping slightly and there are red welts on her wrists.
“Melody Blackmoore?” Darilus asks.
The girl nods again.
Shit.
I should not have done this plan under the influence of alcohol! I didn’t think that Anita would be involved with the granddaughter of Darilus’s most hated person in the world–well, at least according to the rumors. Drinki
