My eyes blink open to the bright room. Awareness prickles the back of my neck and my gaze darts from one point to the other, breath trapped inside when I recognize the place I was left.
I clutch the sheets under me, a gasp of raw emotion makes its way out when I see mom and dad’s wedding picture. After dad killed her, they found mom on this bed, eyes open and expression serene.
My uncle moves around the house, the sounds he makes are enough to make me shudder and squeeze my eyes shut. I need to escape. I survived Bellthorn, didn’t I? I’m stronger than I look.
And it’s time to show these fuckers how strong this Briarwick is.
*Throne of Bellthorn is the epic conclusion of Bellthorn Boys duet. It only gets darker from here.
