Zoey's POVI was locked in the basement for what felt like forever.Days passed in silence, broken only when a maid lifted the trapdoor to quietly toss down two bottles of water and a few pieces of bread.No matter how hard I screamed for help, all I heard was my own voice echoing back at me.Eventually, the water and bread ran out. As more time passed, I grew so weak that I couldn't even stand anymore.Then, finally, I heard footsteps overhead.A maid said with a trembling voice, "Ms. Gould, are we really going to do this while Mr. Gould is away on business? He only told us to teach Mrs. Gould a lesson. We were supposed to let her out two days ago. If he finds out what we've done, we're—"Lyra slapped the maid across the face. "Mrs. Gould? How dare you call that bitch Mrs. Gould! From now on, I'm the lady of this house!"If you're scared, then learn to keep your mouth shut. Pour more gasoline. Make sure the fire burns hot. Once Zoey Hawkins is reduced to ashes, there's nothing
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