[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
I had to curl into a ball to keep myself warm.
This savage coldness was deceiving me. Every thirty minutes, Olivia’s minions went inside my isolated prison cell to splash me with water, making the situation even worse for me.
I didn’t know how long they were going to do this. I didn’t know how long I could tolerate what Olivia was doing to me. But if I ever heard her say anything about my children, I would never think twice about tearing her head away from her pretty little neck. I would make sure her head would roll down in front of her bastard dad.