Chapter 108

SIENNA

The room was a tomb. Still. Stale. Stifling.

Thicker now, the scent of rot and rust hung like a noose around my lungs. The air didn’t just sit, it suffocated. Each breath tasted of decay and metal, and each time I exhaled, it felt like a small surrender.

But I wasn’t dead.

Not yet.

The ropes had left my wrists in ribbons. Torn skin, crusted blood, veins screaming from lack of circulati