Chapitre 176: F HATING HIM

Thomas' POV

When I wake up, I recognize the ceiling that I find myself staring at to be the familiar one of the basement I've been staying in ever since I got snatched. When I got kidnapped by Ben who looks like he's in a no better situation than I'm in, I've been stuck down here with nothing to do but mourn. I find myself shivering against the chilling air of the basement, the cool air of the cement coming to reside itself into my bones as my teeth clatter.

I go to turn to make myself more comfortable and almost scream when I notice two things:

One, theres no longer a shirt adorning my torso, my bare back rubbing against the mattress as I lay there against it, aching from the cold.