Chapter 31

(Emily's POV)

Head resting against the window. I stared past the spider webs willingly on the glass. Moonlight cast a blanket of silver over the snow, and the frozen wasteland glittered like diamonds.

From my vantage point, it felt like I was a princess locked in a tower. Held captive by a monster who shot men in the head at a dining table set with crystal glasses and cake.

I'd tried making tallies on the bathroom mirror with an old tube of lipstick I found, which had probably been left by Dimitri's last prisoner, and I was now at seven days.

A full week in hell.

The door opened, and a chill coasted through me as Dimitri's shadow spread wings across the floor. He pulled the stool beside the mattress and stare at me for quite a while.

I just avoided his gaze and forget that he was not around.

He just came here to piss me off again.

After minutes, I heard him clear his throat and deep sigh as the chair created a sound from the floor, his footsteps resonated in my ear, and he is walking