Elena's POV
"I need water. I'm thirsty," I said out loud, as Auntie Catherine turned to leave.
She turned to face me. "Oh dear Elena, there is no drop of water here," she said, smiling widely. "If you are really thirsty, you can slit your wrist and drink your blood."
"I'm really in need of your help, Auntie Catherine. If you want to kill me, then do so but don't leave me thirsty," I said, fiercely.
"Fine, I will give you water, if you insist. I see how bold you have become," Auntie Catherine said and sighed.
"Thank you," I said, as she went to the table to get the water. I sighted a bunch of key coming out from her pocket. If only I could untie my hand, then I can reach for the key when she comes to my side to feed me the water.
She began to approach me. "You must be wondering why I just decided to be kind enough to give you water. I don't want you saying I'm wicked. I need you to have a great time before you die," she said, with an evil smirk on her face.
