Hours ago.
Viola's entire body burned to the point she could no longer tell where the pain was coming from. It was like hot water had been poured over her skin and seared her internal organs from the torment of the wolfsbane.
Would death bring her relief from this agony? she wondered, but even death couldn't take her, just like living hadn't, and every person she had thought cared for her had turned away.
She wanted to make them suffer double the amount of her torment and pain. She wanted them to see what living in hell while alive felt like. But Viola couldn't even help herself. She moaned and groaned in pain. Her throat burned with thirst, and her stomach cramped painfully.
Every part of her body felt light and heavy at the same time. She had been starved to the point where she could no longer even feel hunger or think about food, her taste buds ruined by the constant bitter taste coating her tongue because of the wolfsbane.
