Chapter 101

SIENNA

My mouth was dry.

So dry it felt like someone had scraped sandpaper along the inside of my throat. I tried to move only to realize I couldn’t.

My arms… my legs…

Rope. Coarse and unrelenting. Wrapped tight. Biting into the skin with a cruel rhythm. My wrists were pinned behind the back of the wooden chair, my ankles secured to its legs. The more I struggled, the deeper the rope dug in. A