C9 Sarah’s pov
Just a few hours in this shithold felt like hell. I was not given a warm welcome. And I came here like I was kidnapped. I kept screaming for him to let me out of here, but whenever he came, I found it hard to utter a word.
Obviously, I was scared because a slap from him had just left a scar on my face, and I was not ready to incur his wrath
