67. Knife

Alyssa Pov

"Why are you doing this? You won't get anything from all this." I said in a low voice as my head hung low while my throat felt scratchy. Talking with a dry mouth was so hard.

I haven't drunk a single drop of water for God knew how long and now they had even stopped bringing water that would have sand particles in it or food that would reek bad.

"I got to see you every day, isn't it good little mermaid." My face crumbled into a disgusted expression as I closed my eyes trying to ignore his piercing gaze in the dark.

After a minute I felt a rough hand on my face and it made me open my eyes while jerking my head back. 

I remembered how I once craved this touch but now it was making me feel like beating myself just by thinking about it. I no more like this nor did I like this man who was in front of me or his presence. 

It was funny but true that five or six years ago I would have been happy to have this guy but now I n