Nasha's P.O.V.
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Me: What does punishment mean?
I sent that text almost twenty minutes ago. Why isn't Ryland replying? What did he mean by punishment? He isn't going to... hurt me, is he?
Me: Why aren't you answering?
I started chewing on my thumbnail as I stared at my phone. My anxiety is getting the better of me. I feel like I'm going to be sick.
Ryland wouldn't really do anything like that, right? He wouldn't hit me, or whip me, right? Th-that's going too far...
Right?
A knock on my door had me jumping out of my skin. Aunt Pam opened my door, and smiled at me.
"I'm heading to bed, good night." She told me.
"G-good night," I replied.
I looked at the time. It's almost 11 o'clock. Ryland still hasn't replied.
Maybe this is the punishment.
