T R I C I A
It's been a couple of hours since I was locked up in this stupid stench filled cellar, and I was close to losing it. I knew how evil my mother could be, how far she could go.
She was not just going to lock me in here and starve me for a couple of days. No, she would make it slow. She wanted me to break. To beg. But I'd rather die than give her that satisfaction.
My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, my hands shaking. It was another text from the unknown number. My time was ticking and it was only a matter of time before he loses his patience and leaks everything.
"The clock is ticking, Tricia. And you're running out of it. If I don't have my money by sunrise, the whole world will know what a monster you are. I wonder what the Vampire Council will have to say about
