Eleven

Episode 11

Naya Crowley POV.

It has been just a day since I was thrown into this disgusting place, my mouth was dried, my body was hurting, my stomach groaned and groaned till it gives up because of hunger, I'm thirsty and hungry, my pains are getting worse as the day came and went, I thought I used to got treated badly at the palace but at least is a thousand times better than this hell, at least I have a room to stay, a food to eat even if it's the leftover from the Royals, even though sometimes they do spite in it, or pour water intentionally just to make my life miserable but I never slept with an empty stomach, but right now, I can't even get the one that smells not to talk of good food, I can only feel my blood gushing out of my body whenever the unknown man beat me up, worse that u can't even see my hands not to talk of any other thing.

I know I'm going to die in this place, I sure will, the door of the cell opened judging by the sounds and I can't predict who entered, all I ca