Emma was pushed down, her tears falling down freely from her eyes with different emotions swimming in her. She felt hurt and sad.
"I hate it when you shed those fake tears, I'd think that you are innocent" Blake added with a short dry laughter.
"I want mash potatoes and beef jerky for dinner, my meal should be ready at 7pm. Any single delay will amount to a punishment, I keep to my words little pixie" with that he entered into his room and slammed the door on her face.
Emma cried her eyes out until there was just bloodshot left.
She doesn't know why he call her names and loath her so much. Staying in this place is becoming suffocating for her, she is being mentally and physically abused by Blake.
What will she do when she can't take it anymore? Isn't it better he kill her like he is known for than keeping her alive and torturing her this way?
For the second time, Emma considered being dead than alive. She wouldn't have to go through this if she is dead.