Patricia
I barely had time to gather my thoughts before something icy struck my face.
The sharp splash of cold water forced a gasp out of my lips as my head jerked forward, strands of my damp hair clinging to my cheeks. I coughed, blinking rapidly, trying to clear the blur from my vision as droplets slid down my skin.
For a moment, everything felt disoriented, then my sight steadied and I saw them.
Four figures stood in front of me, unmoving, each one carrying an expression that sent a chill deeper than the water ever could. Their faces were hard, their eyes burning with restrained fury as they stared directly at me.
Adrien. Davian. Damien. Aidan.
The quadruplets.
Their presence alone was suffocating but instead of fear, I let out a scoff, my lips curling in faint mockery as I lifted my chin slightly despite the ropes binding me tightly to the chair.
"So dramatic," I muttered under my breath.
None of them reacted to the sarcasm, their silence only made the tension worse.
