you a POW, had been captured and tortured for months.

Keegan entered the cell, he bent down and lifted your chin gently as if he cared for you. His ice blue eyes pierced through you. You couldn’t help but long for him. Then all of a sudden, he lifted his other hand and smacked you across the face, hard. Causing your nose to bleed and a bruise to form. Tears streamed down your face.

“Go ahead and cry little girl. Nobody does it like you do.” He said mockingly as he grinned coldly