Sophia couldn't believe that it happened again. Theo had promised that it wouldn't happen again. But she really didn't blame him. If she was stronger or at least, knew how to defend herself, she wouldn't be in this position.
Her back ached, like a thousand needles were pressed on it, her head was killing her, like someone grabbed a hummer and started hitting her with it repeatedly. She couldn't feel her feet and couldn't move her arms.
She opened her eyes, despite them screaming in protest and looked around the room. She was in a room which was painted dark green - like really dark, almost black - and the only thing inside it was a beeping machine next to her. She was lying on the concrete floor and was chained on the wall behind her. Her legs were bleeding - that's why she couldn't feel
