Chapter 63: Ellie

I heard the squeaking noise somewhere near me, and my stomach dropped. I blinked rapidly, dragging sharp breaths into my lungs, trying to deal with the situation I found myself in. A sharp, stabbing pain shot through me, consuming me and making me lose my senses. My whole face throbbed in a regular beat with my pulse. I lifted my hand, tracing my fingers over the wounds on my cheeks, over the crusty dried blood. My eyes were bruised and swollen. My left one was closed completely. I couldn't imagine the horror show my refection would be in the mirror. As I began to shift, some of the barely closed wounds opened up. I had been locked up in here since Adrian found out that I wasn't interested in him romantically.

I thought back to the moment when I stood in Andrew's apartment, frozen, paralysed with fear and the realisation that I had made a mistake by going there.