CALLA’S POV I hadn’t seen Cole since he tried to rape me. I was going crazy in my chambers, waiting for his next action. His punishment for my refusal to give in to him and my hurting him with my powers but he didn’t come. I didn’t know what was worse - getting punished for my acts or waiting for a punishment that wasn’t forthcoming. In the usual Cole manner, by now, I ought to see something that would point to consequences for my action but this time, there was nothing. I was getting treated better. More food than I could have asked for, more clothes, jewellery, you name them. Cole went above and beyond to spoil me despite not appearing in front of me for the past three days. Was this his way of mentally torturing me? If it was, then it was working. I couldn’t even sleep without the nightmare of him appearing in front of me and trying to kill me. I needed out of this torment. My door opened and Scar stepped in. I couldn’t contain my joy - Finally, someone who could feed me
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