{CHIARA}
It's déjà vu as they come for me again. It's been maybe an hour since their callous attack. The tears on my face haven't even had time to dry as they force me into black bondage lingerie.
They pull against the ropes binding my wrists, and each painful tug bites deeper into my burning flesh. The last time they dragged me through here, I fought like a hero. I refused to give up, even after I saw Killian standing in the back and felt that magical connection. I gave it my all and valiantly tried to save myself until the very last moment, but this time is different.
I can barely stand, and my body feels broken beyond repair. As they lead me to the main floor and shove me into a cage to be displayed for their eager bidders, I don't even bother looking around. I've never felt so flat or alone in my life.
