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Part B: Chap 52

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Mariana’s Pov

Chains rattle. My head lolls back and lolls forward again, my toenails scraping across the dirty floor, bloody.

The sun has risen and set a few times since I’ve been locked up in here. And if my calculations are correct, I’d say a week has passed.

A week and Alejandro hasn’t come to save me.

He really must be dead.

Tears pour out of my eyes.

“It’s all my fault,” I murmur, “it’s all my fault. . .”

I make a move to shift, to get into a more comfortable position. The chains clink softly, the raw skin of my wrists burning against the cuffs.

I’ve been through worse. I’ve suffered worse.

No. . .nothing compares to this pain.

My breath shudders, each exhale rattling through the cold, damp air of the room. The stench of the dirt and blood and of copper clings to everything, choking me. My arms ache from the constant strain of being suspended, and my feet barely touch the ground.

“It’s all my fault. . .I’ll take the pain because it’s my fault. . .” I whisper again, tears carv
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