26. A new me

Emily's POV

I was accompanied by Johnathan into a room that was dark and damp, just like the one she had kidnapped me to earlier. In the middle of this empty room sat Jessy, unchanged except for the fact that her hands and feet were handcuffed to the chair, a white dress with light blue heels. Since Johnathan and I walked into the room, she just lightly swept me a glance, then put on a pathetic look at Johnathan, as if she was going to cry in the next second. How could she manage to see me without feeling guilty? I think the room is not empty, because the air is full of her conceit and arrogance.

Before I could "greet" her, she spoke first, "Johnathan, I'm in pain, please let me go. I really don't know what's going on. You have to believe that I am innocent. "

The first words were still unashamedly begging for mercy, full of nonsense, skimming off the horrible things she had done. "Hello, Jessy...It is really exciting that we'd meet again so soon."

"Who the hell are you? I don't kn