45

The scene unfolding before I had my eyes stretched in shock and disbelieve. The guard stationed out my door sat on a chair against the far wall. His lip bloodied, one eye black, and his hands chained above his head to the pipes running from the floor to the ceiling and ankles tied down on the front legs of the chair.

He was almost unrecognizable. If not for his uniform and body structure I would have identified him either. His eyes were shut if it wasn't for his shallow breathing I would have assumed he was already dead. My heart starts racing so fast I was almost sure it was gonna give up any second.

"Do you know this man?" He asked taking me by surprise.

"Yes-s," I honestly answered with a timid unsure yes.

"You love him?" This question gave me an even bigger surprise than before.

"What?" I asked unsure if I heard or understood what he meant.

"Did I shutter?" Irritation is prominent in his tone.

"No,"

I don't know what gave him the impression that I have any romantic feelings toward