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Chapter 88

Author: Ivana Jameson
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The darkness of the basement pressed down on me like a suffocating blanket. The air was damp, the walls covered in patches of mold, and the faint sound of rats skittering across the floor made my skin crawl. My throat was dry, my stomach growling in protest. But it was my spirit that felt the heaviest. How long had I been down here? Hours? A day? It was hard to tell.

I ran my fingers along the rough, cold floor, searching for anything to distract myself from the growing ache in my body. The faint creak of the door opening made me freeze. My breath hitched as the light from the hallway spilled into the basement, and the silhouette of Steve filled the doorway.

“Well, well,” he drawled, his voice dripping with mockery. “How’s my little rat doing down here?”

I didn’t respond.

“Oh, come on, Ayla. Don’t be so rude,” he said, descending the stairs with exaggerated steps. He was carrying a tray of food and a glass of water. My stomach clenched at the sight, but I knew better than to h
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