Chapter 120. The Torture Room

Leah’s POV

It all happened so fast that the pain was a bit delayed. It felt like it had happened really fast, but at the same time, it felt like it had all happened in slow motion. 

White-hot agony exploded in my cheek and I stumbled, tasting blood instantly. I was not expecting it, I really wasn’t. But I felt like I deserved it, if I had remembered what Jules had told me and stuck by it, I would not have been in this situation. 

The hit wasn’t just to hurt, I felt. It was a message. One I understood loud and clear. I did not even need to be told twice. I had heard the message. I dropped to my knees, blinking back tears and the stars dancing across my vision.

“No more questions,” the guard growled, grabbing a fistful of my shirt and yanking me to my feet. My legs felt like jelly, my head throbbing where his knuckles had cracked against my skull. I didn’t even get a second to look back at Harriet.

But I knew that she was watchi