Chapter 37

I sat on the cold, damp floor of the dungeon, my knees pulled up to my chest. Hours had passed since Belinda threw me in here, and with each passing minute, the weight of despair settled deeper within me. It felt like I was going to be trapped in this wretched place forever, forgotten and abandoned.

But then, a creaking sound echoed through the chamber as the heavy iron doors swung open. The guards appeared before me, their expressions stern and unyielding. They motioned for me to rise and follow them. Confusion mixed with a flicker of hope in my chest as I hesitantly obeyed their command, cautiously stepping out into the dimly lit corridor.

As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw Damien. He stood a few paces away, still bearing the signs of his recent injuries crutches supporting his weight, bandages peeking out from beneath his clothing. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, and I fought against the overwhelming urge to rush to his side. He looked everywhere but in my directi