(Not) Surprised

I opened my eyes and found that it was getting noon, as the wall clock showed 10.30 am. I rubbed my face roughly, not usually sleeping so deeply. It took me a while to realize that my hands were no longer tied. In fact, they were already wrapped in bandages because it looked like I was injured when I tried to break free. But the question is, who is treating me?

Axe?

Is that possible? I couldn't believe it. It could have been that guy asking Edward to do it.

I got off the bed. I didn't want to think about something that wasn't important. My mind was tired. It was better to clean myself up now. I could have angered that cruel man if I just cried and cried. To be honest, I'm tired of rebelling if I don't get any results from my rebellion. It's useless, isn't it?

After my personal business was done. I accidentally saw a letter lying on the nightstand. My forehead wrinkles in surprise, isn't it if Axe has something to say. He can send a message via whatsapp or email. Strange.

I opened t