Livia’s POV“Ouch,” I murmured, holding my head. Pain was the first thing I felt when I woke up.Not just the dull ache of exhaustion but a deep, bone-crushing, soul-tearing pain that made breathing feel like punishment.I groaned softly, my body refusing to cooperate as I forced my eyes open, looking around. This wasn’t my room, and it wasn’t anywhere I knew.The air was stale, thick, suffocating, and dust clung to my skin, crawling into my lungs with every shaky breath. The walls were cracked, peeling, abandoned, as if this place had been forgotten by the world itself.Fear crawled up my spine. Where am I…?“Ahh… she’s awake.” The voice was smooth, mocking, and disgusting.My heart slammed violently against my ribs as my eyes snapped toward him.The memory of the night starts flowing in as I begin to remember what happened during the night.A man leaned lazily against the wall, a crooked grin stretching across his face. His eyes roamed over me like I wasn’t even human, like I was so
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