CHAPTER SIX

ANYA

The threat in his words echoed in my ears, sending shivers down my spine. Reluctantly, I nodded, swallowing my pride and suppressing the urge to fight back. My life depended on my ability to navigate this treacherous path with caution.

Dragged into a small room, I stumbled and fell to the floor as one of the men pushed me roughly. Pain shot through my legs, intensifying the agony that had already consumed me. Wincing, I cradled my limbs, attempting to alleviate the throbbing ache coursing through my body.

In that moment, my thoughts turned to Erik, my young brother. I had lost my phone during the fall, and the realization that he would be left vulnerable and I couldn't bear the idea of leaving him alone, vulnerable to the clutches of my treacherous uncle and aunt. The weight of that responsibility weighed heavily on my heart.

Tears welled in my eyes as the thought of never seeing Erik again threatened to shatter my resolve. I couldn'