Violet ate and soon fell asleep, and this pattern continued day after day. She would be stirred awake either by a servant entering to deliver her food or by yet another doctor. The presence of the latter filled her with dread, considering the doctors were killed the second they stepped out of her cell.
She tried blocking her ears every time, desperate to drown out the sound of their necks breaking. But it was futile; the sickening noise haunted her even in her nightmares, which were growing worse by the day.
For however long she had stayed in the cell, Violet hadn't once seen Cain. She was thankful for this, convinced that the day he showed up would mark his decision to kill her.
Tears welled in her eyes as she turned to face the cold wall, wishing she could wake up and discover that this was all just a terrible dream. But the oppressive reality of her situation didn't change, no matter how much she wished it would.
