My last memory is of the accident.The rancid smell of gasoline and the silence…the deafening silence.Then there was only darkness…and him.I am his captive.His broken doll.There is no escape.No hope.No one is coming to save me.
Zoe Blake has this beautiful descriptive way of writing. With her words she takes you on a terrifying journey. As a reader you see and feel everything Jane is experiencing. And it is not pretty. It is dark, gritty, degrading and so very sad.
My hearts just broke for Jane and I was rooting for her in her struggles and fight. And when that moment came, it was very intense and strangely satisfying.
Zoe Blake has this beautiful descriptive way of writing. With her words she takes you on a terrifying journey. As a reader you see and feel everything Jane is experiencing. And it is not pretty. It is dark, gritty, degrading and so very sad.
My hearts just broke for Jane and I was rooting for her in her struggles and fight. And when that moment came, it was very intense and strangely satisfying.
I didn’t want the story to end. I wanted more.