(A Few Moments Earlier)
A chillingly familiar voice roared from the hallway, dripping with unbridled rage.
"Where is that ungrateful bitch?!"
Loona's heart stopped. Josh.
When he slammed into the room where she was tied up, his face was contorted in fury, dark veins bulging against his neck. He lunged toward her before she could even brace herself.
"How DARE you?!" he roared, delivering a thunderous slap that sent her vision spinning.
SLAP! SLAP!
A brutal barrage of blows rained down on her.
"What possessed you to think you could sleep around behind my back?!" he spat, seething. "You're my possession! My fucking whore! What kind of loser made you give away what belongs to me?!"
Loona couldn't move. She couldn't speak. She could only weep as the physical pain blended with the venom of his words.
