TIANA
The broken mirror situated against the wall was the first thing I registered once my vision cleared. The dirty naked walls showed proof of once being white or at least beige and now due to being neglected led to their poor state. Taking a closer look at the mirror in front of me, the dried up blood on my nose and disheveled clothes were only a glimpse into how I felt.
And I felt terrible.
It was hard to tell how long I had been in this chair and when I made a move to stand, I realized my legs and arms were tied to it leaving me immobile.
At first I was confused as to how I ended here until like a flash flood the memory of what happened smacked me in the face causing me to panic. I was in the hands of a lunatic who seemed set on hurting me in order to hurt Luis.
