Cruel Awakening

Marcy's POV

Disgust contorts Torin’s pale, handsome face. His icy blue eyes travel slowly from my bare feet up to my exposed shoulders shivering above the edge of the blanket. The warmth that had filled my chest only moments ago turns into freezing ice. He lets out a harsh, demeaning scoff that echoes off the stone walls of the chamber.

"Why are you covering up?" he sneers. His voice drips with