Chapter 57

Anastasia

I groan in my sleep as I feel a terrible headache coming. I open my eyes as I massage my head. I’m not in my bed, I’m tied to a chair. I try to free myself from the ropes around my hands but the more I struggle with them, the more they burn my skin. It’s like they’re silver. I look around me, and everywhere is dark. Where am I? I’m about to scream when I hear someone’s voice.

“There’s no need to scream, dear. No one will hear you,” a familiar voice says. Everywhere is dark, so I can’t see them.

“Who are you? Show yourself!” I shout to the person in the room with me.

“Hello, dear,” Ava says, appearing in front of me. “Did you miss me?” she says, using her long nails to touch the edge of my face.

“Where am I, and how did I get here?” I ask, moving my face out of her reach.

“You’re with me; that’s where you are.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“It means what it means.”

“Did you smoke c****?” I ask, my brows raised.