Chapter 116

JUNE

Fucking hell.

How many times would I have to wake up with a pounding headache? Doesn't this get old? Like, I'm seriously tired of it and—

My eyes snapped open when I recalled the incident of a few… whatever. I don't even know how long I have been out.

Mark! Damn that guy.

I opened my eyes and scanned around the place, knitting my eyebrows, puzzled when I saw where I was. I guessed I might either find myself at home or the hospital — like always — but I was dismayed to find myself in a vacant room.

There was no furniture in sight aside from an armchair next to the door, and the only window in the room seemed farther than an ordinary window. The limited light coming from it was just sufficient to shed light on the apartment.

Where the freaking hell am I?

I tried to rise from the armchair I was sitting on, only to notice that they had shackled me to the said chair.

What the hell??

Did Mark tie me up here? Why? Is this a j