CHAPTER 7
Katrina’s POV
The torment and beating went on with Amanda’s mocking laughs and words and Shaun’s ruthless kicks and whips. At some point everything went blank as I lost consciousness.
I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or dead but I suddenly saw a beacon of light approach me. Frowning and squinting my eyes, I sat up and watched it come closer.
Luckily for me it didn't get too close thus I would have been blinded by it. It stopped and I observed it with interest, questions flying about in my head.
‘Be strong Katrina,’ a feminine voice echoed from the light, causing my frown to become deeper as I wondered what the hell was happening.
‘Who are you?’ I questioned in a quiet tone, trying to peek behind the light as I wondered if the guard stationed at the door was sleeping or had left thus it seemed like I was the only one there with whatever the light was.
‘Someone you’d come to thank,’ the voice said. ‘You have questions which would be answered in due time.’
‘No, I want them answ
