Amelia Forbes
I tried to stay quiet as Jason dragged me up the stairs.
I had to jump, sometimes two steps at a time, to avoid getting injured. He obviously wouldn't slow down to let me adjust.
I hadn't been here for over ten minutes and he'd already tried to choke me to death.
A tear escaped my eyes and I quickly wiped it off with my free hand. He'd ordered me to stop crying, and disobeying him would just attract more punishment.
Just 178 days left.
You're doing great, Mel. I reminded myself, repeating my mantra in my head.
Just don't try to be brave. Focus on the project and get it done. You'll be okay.
Succeeding in steadying my breathing, I decided to stick to my resolution.
Desperate to distract myself, my eyes scanned the mansion.
I had thought it was beautiful the
