CHAPTER 7: A Dinner Together

A DINNER TOGETHER

NISHANE's Point of View

Being blinded by the light flowing in through the open bedroom window, I gently opened my eyes to wake up. Upon realizing where I was, I scowled.

What took place last night is something I will never forget. When I first woke up, that's what I thought about right away. In my heart, a peculiar horror took hold. Again feeling shaky, my entire body trembled.

I had the impression that the space where I had been shackled to a chair made of metal and prayed I wouldn't pass away was still there. I've only spent a few years on earth, and that night was the only time I prayed that I wouldn't pass away because I still had so much to do. To save my life, I begged.

I cautiously stood up and leaned against the bed's headboard. Clifford, my husband, spat when the bedroom door finally opened. I assumed that he was holding a platter that was filled with food.

I gulped quickly out of fear and trepidation. However, I was aware that I had to struggle again