Chapter 59 Psycho Rico

• Evangelina
• I lay there in the dimness of my room, the air thick with the weight of despair. Every muscle in my body felt heavy, as if the very gravity of my existence had increased tenfold. The events of the past few days replayed in my mind like a haunting melody I couldn't escape. I was too weak to lift my head, my spirit crushed beneath the relentless cruelty of those who controlled my fate. They had carried me to this room after my latest episode of defiance, but I felt like a ghost, a shadow of the person I once was.
• Footsteps echoed outside, a familiar rhythm that made my heart race with dread. I knew who it was before the door creaked open and revealed Erico's imposing figure. He stepped into the room, and the atmosphere shifted, thickening with his presence. My heart hammered in my chest, each beat a reminder of my helplessness. I wanted to scream, to protest, but the words stuck in my throat, trapped by fear.