Tiara's POV
In the dark cocoon of my thoughts, I could only feel the cold fear slithering through my veins like a serpent. My heart hammered wildly in my chest, each beat echoing with dread. My body trembled as if fear itself had taken root inside me, seeping into every fiber of my being. My mouth was taped shut, rendering me mute, and my eyes, blindfolded, reduced my world to pitch-black nothingness. I had no clue where they were taking me, what horrors lay ahead, or how this nightmare had even begun.
It all started with the worst decision of my life—hiding in the chemistry lab. I should have known better. I should have stayed clear of that place, but desperation clouded my judgment. My legs carried me there, thinking it was a safe haven. Instead, I walked straight into my worst fears. Bloody Enzo. His presence in my life had been like the shadow of death, a grim reaper, and now I was cursing him with every ounce of breath I could muster.
