Chapter 68 THE KIND SERVANT

  TWO DAYS LATER

  BRIELLE'S POV

  Brielle awoke from her depraved slumber due to the sudden light taps on her skin and the soft feminine voices she was hearing in her head. 

  Dragging her chained hands up towards her face, she attempted to rub at her eyes, removing any trace of sleep therein.

  "Mmmmm..." She mumbled, still hearing the familiar feminine voice telling her to wake up and eat lunch. 

  It was Madam Britney, and the lovely old lady had been serving her half-cooked or sometimes stale food for the past few days. 

  The aroma of the overly spicy food filled the air again, and Brielle immediately locked eyes with the old lady, who yelled out a greeting at first.

  "How are you doing, dear?" 

  Brielle had no response because her throat was stuck, her voice was cracked, and if she could pass out from exhaustion right now, she would.