Chapter Forty Nine

Ayva’s POV

An hour had already passed since Justin left. During that time, I made the most of it by taking a long, refreshing shower and treating myself to a delicious meal. It was the first decent meal I had in weeks, considering that Jake had been feeding me nothing but bread and water. I didn’t think I could ever look at bread the same way anymore.

Every three days, he would show up and drop off two massive loaves of bread and a pack of water before locking me back inside that dreadful storage room. I tried countless times to escape whenever he opened the door, but I never made it past the living room. He would always grab me by my hair and forcefully drag me back. It was agonizing.

It was hard to believe that it had only been two weeks since I was locked up in that room. To me, it felt like an eternity. The isolation, the silence, the smell of bleach lingering in the air... It was enough to drive anyone insane. And the bathroom situation was extremely traumatizing and degrading.