Chapter 240. I’m Not Yours

Chantel Raven

He closes the door, but I don't hear any footsteps, so he's still in front of it. The fact that he even left me alone is big. There are probably—I look up, and my suspicions are confirmed when I find what I was looking for. Cameras. They are everywhere.

Before walking to the restroom, I go to the closet and pull out the first clothing and underwear I see. I fill the tub with water and cover the cameras with towels. I hope I covered everything, but I doubt it.

I sat on the side of the tub, trying to remain calm. I don't want to stress out, but the moment I glance down, my heart begins racing. The blood on the clothing has darkened and intensified. It is worse than previously.

I see my image in the mirror; it's as if someone else is staring at me. My hair's curls have become more knotted. It's disorganised, dusty, and nasty.

My face is covered with crusted dirt and blood. My skin seems paler than usual, maybe be