Three long days. I thought I’m a prisoner in this mansion, but it’s worse now that I’m locked up in the four corners of this room. I know this is far from what a real cell is. I even have more luxury than them. But as the day goes by, my uneasiness has got worse and unbearable. It’s the dreadful feeling of not knowing what's happening outside now.
I glanced at the closed door. I feel like something bad is going to happen to me whenever I feel like forcing myself out of here. I bit my lower lip and sighed. But I could not also forever stay like this.
"Hey," Yves called in a gentle voice. I brought back my eyes to the bed where he is sitting right now. He’s leaning on the headboard, his legs were spread apart and almost conquering all the space on the bed. On his lap are a pillow and his
