Chapter 193. The Escape

It had been hours since Christian left after receiving that call, but he’d made sure the doctor left as well before locking me in.

I had to find a way to escape—but how? I had no phone to make a call. I tried standing on my feet; failed. Frustration, pain, and anger clawed viciously at me. I couldn’t even walk to get to the door, much less break it down.

The only thing I was capable of doing was sitting on the bed and crying my eyes out. The pain-relief drugs the doctor had given me right before he left helped a little, but not enough.

I heard activity right outside the door, making me apprehensive. I couldn’t tell what was happening, but when the door opened minutes later, it was the doctor.

Relief flooded me. A familiar face—the one I had hoped to see before eventually giving up.

“Doctor? I stopped