C17 Tortured

I spent the night in

prison, with no food, and no water. I wonder how my baby is doing. Is Hema taking care

of him? Will Sidd come to my rescue? What if he doesn’t show up? Who would bail

me out when I told Hema not to come look for me? Dear God, please save me from

this. Water splashed on my face and I gasped, opening my eyes to see a woman

glaring at me with a cup in her hand