Marcel:
I gave her time.
Enough to eat. Enough to breathe. Enough to decide whether she was going to try something reckless. I didn’t even know why I was willing to give her that time, but something in me told me that she needed it.
And at that point, I doubted that she was going to end up doing anything. I hoped she wouldn’t, at least.
When I finally walked back toward the room, I didn’t knock immediately. I listened, there was no crash, no broken glass, no struggle with the guards outside.
Good.
I opened the door quietly.
“You seem to ignore the fact that a girl might be indecent in her room.” She said, not bothering to turn to face me. Her arms were crossed over her chest as she stood by the window. Fully dressed now. The clothes fit her well enough. Simple. Soft. Neutral. They
