C62 Chapter Sixty Two

Sienna

My wrists were cut and bleeding as the rope dug into my flesh. I breathed heavily as I felt sick, disoriented, and cold. The room was so cold that it was almost lulling me to sleep. But if I slept, I wouldn't wake up.

"Sienna?" Eric's deep voice called out as he shook his head.

I felt my heart drop in relief as I swallowed a hard gulp. "Eric, are you alright?" I asked in a whisper