C43 Chapter 43

Autumn's POV

Some months later I hear footsteps approaching. The person is a lady. The noisy tapping of heels on the ground makes it obvious. As I imagined, the steps stop at my cell door. I'm still chained in a vertical position; my hands tied together above my head, and my feet dangling in the air. My clothes are a mess. I have a black eye and many bruises on my back