Chapter Ninety Eight

Mia's point of view

I was kept in a dark cell for two good days without food and water. I was literally starving. I have not slept at all, I was tired and weak. The more hours I spent in here, the more my hatred grew for Dante Alessio. Dante has always been known as someone ruthless, and what he did to me just confirmed his ruthlessness. I sat up and rested my back against the cold iron gates of the cell. No one has showed up for me, not even the guards or maids. It is like they all have forgotten me here. 

I have made up my mind that none of my kids would go through a betrothal marriage. That is if I end up having children, cause at this moment. I do not think Dante Alessio wants to touch me or have anything to do with me at all. Maybe I was going to remain this way forever and maybe die this way.