Chapter 128 - Need

Eleanor's P.O.V

I don't remember.

I don't remember how long ago it was that I had eaten. I don't remember how long ago it was that I had seen light. I don't remember how long ago I was standing on my own two feet.

I just don't fucking remember.

All that I can remember is Daniel confining me in this dark, cold room as I passed out after a long struggle against these magical restraints that seemed to grow even stronger with the amount of resilience I put in.

Which day is it today? How long have I been here?

I miss Danielle. I miss Mom. And, as much as I hate to admit it, I miss him... I miss Daniel.

I don't know if God was watching over my miserable state or not, but as soon as those words rang in my head, the door of the room creaked open, and my tired eyes closed due to the overwhelming amount of light flowing in. But it vanished even before my eyes could have a chance to adjust to the missing element of my life: light.

The aroma of food burnt its way through my nostrils as my