CHAPTER 115

Angelina's POV

Marco had his men take me and Winston to the dungeons.

He gave orders for us to be separated.

I could feel Winston in my head. The same way he could feel me in his and neither of us said a word. We simply sat there. feeling each other through the bond but not saying anything. I could tell Winston wanted to say something to me though.

I knew he wanted to.

But he didn't, and so we both sat in silence, so close to each other but yet so far away. Two thick walls separated me from him.

Leslie's death was making me feel things I didn't want to feel.

I heard the creak of the door as it came open and soon I was no longer alone.

Ella was with me. In one of my dresses and with that sickly green look in her eyes. The light illuminated the sneer on her face and an identical sneer was on mine.

"Come to gloat?"

Ella only chuckled and walked closer to me. I had my hands and feet in chains and I couldn't move. The slap she gave me was crisp and loud.

It stung.

My head whipped to the si