Chapter 32

Sophia's POV

The cold metal of the chains pressed hard against my skin, making even the smallest movement feel like an effort, my wrists already raw from testing them uselessly against the metal.

The room around me was dark and damp, thick with the smell of dirt and old sweat, and though it felt like I’d been trapped there for days, I knew, somewhere underneath the panic, that it had only been a few hours.

My mind had already started playing tricks on me, conjuring shadows in the corners and sounds that weren’t really there. Just as the desperation threatened to take over completely, the door creaked open.

A group of figures dragged someone else into the room and chained her beside me. I couldn’t make out her face clearly in the dim light, but her scent reached me before