Chapter 170
- Stacy’s POV
- After I finished feeding Ella, the man tied our hands back but didn’t cover our mouths this time at least we will be able breathe well . He proceed to pack the tray and left us in the room.
- Now, we're sitting in a dark, damp room, our hands tied behind our backs. I can hear Ella’s ragged breathing beside me, and I try to reassure her with a gentle nudge.