Chapter 11 The Nightmare
- Gabriella Monet's POV
- I wasn't sure how long I'd been locked in the darkroom, but my lips and legs shook violently on the cold ground. I was in pain because vampires regard humans as worthless. We were nothing, and even if we were correct, we were always wrong in their eyes.
- Before throwing me into the dungeon, they didn't even listen to what I had to say. I pondered how humans lived until I fell asleep.