Chapter 42: A Psychopathic Smirk

Athena’s POV

I had never imagined that I would find myself in this situation, but I found myself standing in a cold, sterile cell with iron bars for walls.

At first, I felt numb. I couldn't believe everything going on around me, I had lost my freedom and my daughter, and now I don’t even know where my son is. It seemed unreal, like a bad dream I couldn't wake up from.

But as the second turned into hours and the hours turned into days, reality set in, and I found myself feeling increasingly depressed and hopeless. I felt so lonely, and I had several dreams of my children in my hands and each day I wake up feeling so depressed.

But I refuse to sink into a dark hole of despair, I wasn’t going to die without killing Andrea, I will definitely avenge the death of my child. With that hope buried deep inside of me, I suddenly had the energy to stand up, and I looked around the dungeon hoping I could find something to help me escape.

I won’t be able to get my revenge if I am stuck here,