Chapter 379 The Devil's Bargain

• Hannah groaned softly as she stirred awake, her head throbbing in pain. Her limbs ached, and as she attempted to move, she quickly realized she couldn’t—her wrists and ankles were tightly bound to a chair. Panic surged through her veins as she blinked, adjusting to the dim light in the room.
• She didn’t know how long she had been here, but judging by the ache in her body and the dry, stinging sensation in her throat, she estimated it had been at least three days. Her eyes darted around the space, taking in the worn-out wooden walls and the faint streaks of sunlight sneaking through a small, high-set window.
• Then, her gaze landed on Jessica—tied up just like her, motionless.