Diana took in a deep breath, slowly opening her eyes. Her body hurts like hell, and she felt caged without proper ventilation wherever she was.
Once her vision became clear, she tried standing up on her feet but noticed that she couldn't. She was stuck to chains which were attached to the walls.
Her strength was no match for it, and that was because she still had the poison inside her system. She tightened her fist, struggling really hard to break free but nothing worked.
All Diana thought about was Rolex. Was he okay? Was he dead? Or was he found by someone out there?
Tears rolled down her eyes, and she suddenly wished they never left the mansion from the very beginning.
Her body became relaxed, and that only happened when she heard the footsteps of someone gaining closer to her. His footsteps were so loud that it matched the rate at which her heart was beating.
