Alina's Set Up Plan

A violent tremor passed through Camila's body because she had been crying for a really, really long time. She trembled like coconut leaves in a wild storm as silent whimpers still escaped her mouth. She had been crying, but no matter how long she cried, the wound in her heart created by Alina's words never healed. She sat and pulled herself backwards until her back hit the wall. She leaned her head on it and closed her eyes to dry her tears away. Although she still felt like shedding more tears, she knew that it wasn't going to be of any use. Camila had no idea for how many hours she had stayed leaning against the dirty wall while sitting at nothing, but it was an hour later that she was woken up by heavy thumping sounds in the dungeon.

"Time for your evening whipps, Camila," the guards said while motioning for her to get out of the dungeon. The whippings always took place in the open air, where everyone could witness them, and then a person was returned to the dungeon.

"Already?" She