Annabelle regained consciousness only for a short while to see someone pick her up from the balcony, this person masked away his scent.
She could tell it was a man from the shadowy shape but she couldn't see his face clearly as her view was still blurry, he carefully carried her to the bathroom first, cleaned her up, changed her tattered cloth and carried her back to the bed after treating her injuries.
She hissed when her back touched the bed from pain.
When he walked away from her, she nearly cried out pleadingly to him to come back and stay with her but her body was not moving.
To her surprise he came back with a ceramic cup and fed her whatever liquid was in it, it was bitter-sweet, at this point, all she could do was obey his every call because she did not what to get hit from angering him.
Annabelle felt her eyes getting heavy, she tried to fight it off but this man used his hands to shut her eyes, what he did next made her heart raced in joy.
He joined her in bed, kissed her lips before pulling her into his chest, Annabelle couldn't tell who this stranger was, but the last thing she wants right now is to be alone in this forsaken prison.
She panicked at the thought of Phoebe but a single touch of his hand circled around her lower waist, drawing circles under her belly button took her to dreamland.
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