Chapter 25 The Note

• Aurora
• I don’t sleep. Not even a minute. Every fiber of my existence is focused on staying awake, staying alive, and keeping myself backed into the corner of the closet where I’ve been thrown into and left alone since I arrived. It’s the heavy inclination I have that keeps me awake, watching the doorknob, waiting for Xander to barge in, beat me, humiliate me, and ultimately kill me.
• At least he removed the blindfolds and handcuffs, replaced only now by a metal collar that squeezes my throat and sports a long, tough chain.