Samantha Skylar Wright
I stare down at my ring finger. It seems like just yesterday I was at the mercy of Michael and Markus, but now I am free. But most importantly, I am me.
A smile finds its way to my face when I stare at him. He's pretending to be asleep, but I'm not complaining. His hair isn't untamed, it's cut shorter and always looks the same. His lips seem more plush than ever. He looks peaceful.
Michael and Markus are not dead. I haven't asked when he's finishing them off, and I don't plan to. I have no concern for either one of them. They've been in our dungeons for over a month now, just letting death come to them. I know their living conditions are rash, but so is all they have done.
The diamond ring sparkles as the morning sun hits it. In the past month, Jack and I have
