58 See things from my eyes and you will understand.

Beau. 

Pain and anger. 

For weeks, I am kept in the dark. 

No food. 

No water. 

No Alanis. 

My eyes haven't been able to stay open for longer than five minutes. I have been too weak to struggle, to attempt to find an escape from this. I don't have a sense of time, I sleep—or rather, I pass out and then wake up. It is a cycle. I haven't seen anyone since I was kept here. 

Not a single person. 

I don't know what he wants from me, if he wanted to kill me, he would've done it already. There must be a reason why I am here. Why he has kept me for so long. For the first time since he brought me here, I feel Alanis. His heartbeat. I haven't felt him since. 

He is okay.