Chapter fifty seven

AMELIA’s POV…

“We got the girl”

“We got the girl”

“Ah”

“Let go of me”

“What are you doing? Set me free!”

Cries, wails, screams, the sounds of things been gnashed, the sound of wood coming against wood, gossips, and the smell of alcohol and cigarettes filled the whole place as I shook my head.

My eyes had been jammed shut, I was very weak. I couldn’t feel any part of my body and everything around me just gave me a strange aura.

I tried to recall where I was before I opened my eyes but it was of no use. My back ached and I let out a little sigh as I gulped. I shook my head as I tried to get off where I was, but just then, I felt something scratch my skin.

Still feeling as weak as ever, I opened my eyes slowly to find myself in this very strange room, many girls tied to chairs in front of me and just then, my eyes flung open.

I gasped as I looked down to my legs and that was when I realized that I had been tied up, too. I shook my head, trying to recall how I’d gotten here and that was w