Ayla POV
After I fainted everything slowed down. I lost track of time and place. I woke up confused and in pain. The pain my body felt was something completely unknown to me.
I shivered feeling the cold air gracing my open wounds, the words "trash" branded on my skin was slowly healing but the permanent reminder of the scar will haunt me for the rest of my existence.
A silent tear escaped my eyes. I knew it was not the moment for weakness, but the overwhelming sorrow my soul felt needed an escape in order for me to continue coping with my current misfortunes.
The sound of the metal door opening caught my attention. Maybe if I pretend to be out, they might leave me alone.
I closed my eyes, and two sets of footsteps barged in.
"Do as you please…" A nasty command, coming out of th
