That’s how long I've been here. Captive. Frightened. Alone.
The little human contact I receive is not what I crave. It's not a friend’s comforting arm or my mother’s swift kiss. It's rough contact—forced, and familiar for all the wrong reasons. I don’t want him there, but I’m powerless to stop him. He says that he owns me and that I am his.
“Emmy,” he calls me. That’s not my name, but as more time passes I’m starting to forget things.
What is my name? Where am I from? Who was I before I came here?
That’s how long I’ve known Callum, and already, I trust him with my life. I was so sure I would never crave another man, but he challenges everything I thought I knew— everything I felt.
He says that he’ll save me. I believe him.
He calls me “Leila.” It sounds like a name that belongs to me and it reminds me of a past I was starting to forget.
The escape is planned and my fate is in his hands, but if this doesn’t work, what will become of me?
WARNING: This book contains disturbing situations, graphic depictions of rape, strong language and violence.