18

Cressida

I was wandering around that damn place for the last fifteen minutes after I woke up in a bedroom that sure as hell felt like it belonged to the bastard who brought me here in the first place but at least he was less of a creep than usual because he left me in my dress, not touching me.

Finally, I reached the door and tried to open but of course I should've known better, Savaş wouldn't keep me somewhere where I could run away and for a second I considered trying to stay here and know his plan but images of him and Blake from yesterday and last week came to my mind. Reminding me of the sole reason why I wanted to hurt him like he did me.

I was about to look for something to pick the lock with when a hand came on my shoulder and turned me around quickly but I didn't see whoever that person was but someone else.

Someone from the past.

"Hello little girl." A man I didn't know came up behind me, placing his hand on my shoulder, making me turn around but I didn't let go of Jack's h