Chapter 92

Alysia I paced around in the room, patiently waiting for Sarah’s arrival. She knocked on my door and I bolted to the door, hoping it wasn’t Andrew or any disgusting rogue. Relief flushed through my system as I stared at her. Her eyes were filled with hatred. She was barely hanging in there and I opened the door for her to enter. She walked inside, looking hopeless and before I closed the door, I glanced around for any passersby. “Sarah…” I squealed quietly as I moved forward to hug her but she pushed me away weakly. “What do you want?” She demanded and I exhaled deeply. “I know you’re pissed with me because of those words and the injury but I’m really sorry. I’m really sorry about all that. I was only trying to get Andrew to believe that I hated you because I wanted you out of the dungeon.” I explained and she scoffed. “Is this a joke?” She asked with a sneer and I shook my head as I pulled her towards the bed. “Sit with me. Andrew isn’t the one controlling me. I need to find a way to