Chapter 88. Free Woman

Venus POV

Where I was, alone in my cell, time was infinite. Everywhere was dark, and I didn't know if another day had passed or what the time was. I merely slept whenever I felt tired and called it my own night.

My wounds were healing, all thanks to Fitz's medical attention, but the food I had eaten had long disappeared in my stomach.

Had it been an hour since he was here? Two? Five?

Did it even matter? The cell was my new home, and I would see nothing of the outside world for a very long time. Sweat made my dress stick to my skin, and I wished that Fitz had brought me something to change into.

Prisoners can't be choosers, Bly concluded, and I accepted my fate.