Chapter 62

MATILDA'S POV

I recoiled into myself the moment my body hit the cold hard floor.

It was different from what I was used to since I had become used to sleeping on a comfortable bed, but yet it felt awkwardly familiar. Why is it so familiar? Then I suddenly remembered the first night I was brought to the palace, I had been equally pushed into a store room like this. It was the same cold hard and harsh floor, it was so hard that I almost hurt my ankle when I fell to the ground.

Although it felt the same, I knew it was not the same storeroom. It was not exactly the same feeling.

That one was much fairer, the ground was less harsher. Unlike this place I was pushed into that felt cold and at the same time sinister.

Even though the place was dark, I could still feel the sinister

The tears started to flow more freely from my eyes as I lay there, soon enough, the ground I was lying on was soaked with my tears. I cried till my head started to hurt and then I started to feel dehydrated.

I sudden