CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TEN

VENITA:

The last thing I remembered was Landon offering me a pill to swallow. When I woke up, I was in a cramped place, darkened. I couldn't stretch and it felt cold beneath me like it was an iron floor. I fought the heaviness in my eyes and tried keeping them open. To my dismay, it was a cage in an office with the top and back covered with a fabric. The other sides were left open for ventilation and light. An animal cage. That was where I was stuffed like some animal at the shelter.

Please, don't tell me that Landon also projected this somehow. This would be the height of it. "Have I been here?" I asked myself. The office looked familiar in a way. I couldn't see all the corners but the floor had the same finishing as the one in our room.

The door swung ajar and Landon strolled in. He had some documents in his hands which he flung everywhere, overturning the table in one haul.

"You! You're responsible for this. You came into my life and everything went sore. I have lost a lot! Just be