Chapter109 Why the fuck do I always attract these psychotic assholes?

Maeve

I came awake slowly, eyelids heavy like sandbags pressing down. The bitter taste of adhesive filled my mouth, and a cold metal bite clamped around my ankle. I shifted, and the chain rattled against stone, jolting me fully alert.

This wasn’t the hospital room. No monitors, no sterile sheets. ...

Login and Continue Reading