Chapter 66

Abby

I slept through most of the day.

Or maybe I only passed out repeatedly.

It was difficult to tell in a room without windows. Every time I woke, the same weak light burned above the door, the same stone walls surrounded me, and the collar sat heavy around my throat.

Diana was gone.

That was the worst part.

The first few times I woke, I still reached for her automatically.

Diana?

Nothing.

Then I would remember.

Someone had left food on a tray near the wall. I barely touched it. My stomach turned whenever I tried, though eventually I forced myself to drink because my mouth was so dry that swallowing hurt.