Chapter 48:

Rhema Rosylove 1.3k words

In a dark, cold, dusty basement, a woman sat with her hands tied behind her back. She looked tired and weak, having not eaten for days. The long door slowly creaked open, and light filled the room—it was the first light she had seen in days, almost blinding her.

Footsteps approached...

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