FORTY-SEVEN | It Can't Be The Truth

XAVIA

My life in the Ice Pack had turned sour in a twinkle of an eye and I became the worst enemy of the Alpha. I could not say if he treated me so badly because he found out that I love him or if he had another reason for treating me that way.

After he threw me across the cell when he visited me, I had thought that would be all, and though he told me he was going to punish me after I left the cell, I expected it to be the usual strokes of canes. But I had not thought that he would show up at night in the cell again to punish me.

I could not tell anyone what he did to me and how much pain he inflicted on me. Not even Arden, who has shown me so much love and is willing to help me, did I tell. When he visited a day ago, and saw the wound on my neck, he knew immediately that Gilbert was the one responsible for it. Although I denied it and told him I had fallen he would not believe it. There were no sharp objects in the cell, so there was no way I could have fallen and have pierced wounds