Chapter 16: Found

Ava's POV

After Vivian left me, I spent the first few hours screaming for help and giving all I had to banging the door for help.

A part of me was full of expectations that help would come.

I believed it would. It had to.

After all, I was still at the mansion, and I was certain that Miguel would find me once he returned or at least I expected him to.

All I had to do just now was wait for him to find me which was a bit ironic. I was banking on that murderer to rescue me. But I didn't have a choice.

As much as I hated him I had to get out of this disgusting pit of death.

I had to admit I was also curious about what he would do when he learned of what Vivian had done.

Would he kill her too? For a minute I considered it, and realized that I probably wouldn't mind if he did —not after what she had done to me.

I hated her that much.

I sighed and scrunched my nose at the horrible smell that invaded my nostrils.

I never should have trusted Vivian. I was so blinded by the thought of fre