Chapter 228

Jaselyn’s POV

As soon as I opened my eyes, my head pounded and my vision was hazy, as if I were seeing the world through a thick fog. Slowly, the blurriness began to clear, and I became aware of the faint light filtering into the room. My thoughts were sluggish, struggling to piece together what had happened. I remembered being in the market, searching for a gift for Rion, and then….. nothing. My heart raced as I tried to make sense of the disjointed memories.

As my vision sharpened, I realized I was in a strange place—a decently furnished living room, though unfamiliar. The room was dimly lit, with shadows clinging to the corners. The furniture was simple but well-kept: a couch, a coffee table, a few chairs. It looked ordinary, almost cozy, but the dread pooling in my stomach made it anything but.

I tried to move, but my hands and legs were tied tightly to the chair I was sitting in. The ropes dug into my skin, rough and unforgiving. I winced