From Teardrops To Billions

CHAPTER 315

Emma tried to warm herself by rubbing her palms together and blowing air into them. It worked, but only lasted for a second or two and had little or no effect at all. The cold was freezing and her body was almost exposed as she had torn her clothes and used it to clot her blood.

She was tired of crying and had gotten used to the pain, the limited oxygen, the animalistic treatment from Vanessa.

Yes, she was reduced to nothing but an animal locked in a small, dark cell, barely big enough to stretch her legs. The damp air stung her skin, and the cold stone walls pressed in on her like a suffocating blanket.

Emma's breaths were shallow, each one painful as if her lungs had forgotten how to expand fully. She felt like a prisoner, but worse—she felt like a forgotten animal, discarded by the world.

Her mind wandered to the life she once had, to the people she thought she could order. She was fucking Megan White and would not even treat her own livestock this way. Vanessa had gone to t