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Chapter 180: A Hand Over
Thea The clanking sound of the cell door jolts me awake, I strain my eyes to see my visitor but I have no strength nor the will to try. I'm weak, in pain and most importantly angry. I've been locked in here for what felt like forever, craving the day I set my foot out of here with daylight blessing my eyes. Staying in here reminded me of the time I had been locked up by Micheal because I had mentioned Angel's name when we had s*x. It was indeed one scary night. "Still alive?" I sighed recognizing the voice of my torturer. Even though she had dealt with me, I felt she had been going easy on me for reasons she knew best. I was glad at least but it didn't mean the pain she inflicted didn't make me feel like dying. Thank God for Knight who came often to clean my wounds. I wondered if A
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