C44 Morning Confrontation

BELLE

The next few weeks were like my own personal hell.

I spent all of my time in the tiny bedroom at the bottom of the packhouse that Grayson had told me to sleep in, only leaving to use the bathroom and quickly grab food from one of the kitchens.

I didn’t see Grayson. I didn’t see anyone.

I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t eat.

And to make it worse