245: Redemption

Ethan has lost complete track of time.

He's been in this basement for too long. He's hungry and thirsty and his hand is the size of a melon. He's cold and shivering. It's infected, there's no doubt about it. Ash should've killed him when he had the chance.

Death would be less painful than this.

To make matters worse, he doesn't know anything about Penelope. The last time he saw her was in Ash's office. He's disappointed and worried; he can't believe that she would do such a thing to save him and at the same time, it doesn't fucking matter anymore. He hopes she's safe, he hopes that Ash didn't hurt her and his unborn child. He deserves this. He ruined his family, so he deserves this shit. He doesn't know if Damien is dead or alive, but he hopes it's the former. This can't be the end. If he gets out of here, he wants the opportunity to apologize, to make up for his mistakes. Damien might never forgive him, not that he deserves anyone's forgiveness, but at least he'll know that he tried.