Chapter36
#Chapter36
Third person’s POV
Rosalyn woke up on the concrete floor of her small wet cell groaning in pain due to the cramps in her back and neck. Her body felt heavy as she took in her surroundings wondering where she was and how the hell did she get there.
In the right corner of the cell was a small rugged cot she pulled her heavy body there as she tried to remember what happened to her. After pondering over her dilemma which yielded no results she felt something drip from the ceiling onto her neck as she lifted her hand to wipe the substance off her the memories of the day before flashed back all at once like the breaking of a dam.
/"Son of a bitch/" Rosalyn roared as she remembered what Kevin Black had done to her.