Chapter 167

Pandora's POV 

The darkness of the room pressed in around me, thick and suffocating. My hands were tied tightly behind the chair, the rough ropes biting into my skin. 

Hours had passed, but the ache was becoming unbearable now, my wrists were numb, and I could feel the blood circulation cutting off. 

Panic twisted in my chest, but I fought to keep it down, knowing that showing fear would only make things worse.

Ms. Edna was a psychopath. I knew that much the moment her laughter had turned cold, and cruel, as if she enjoyed watching me suffer. There was no reasoning with her, no chance of escape without risking something far worse. 

My face still stung from the slap she had given me earlier, and the swelling made my skin feel tight like it could split open at any moment.

The door creaked open, and my heart leaped into my throat as she entered the room again. Her presence felt like a storm gathering in the small