Chapter 15: The Vote
(Elsie’s POV)
The whispering outside my door stopped. Then came the heavy, unmistakable sound of the main suite door clicking shut, followed by the deep rumble of three pairs of boots walking away down the hall.
They were gone. They had gone downstairs to the war room to decide my fate.
I stayed on the floor in the dark, my hands pressed hard against the middle of my chest. The pain was small but constant, a dull heat that reminded me I was still alive. Every minute felt like a whole day. I looked at the barred window, covered by the thick metal plate Jeremy had put up. I looked at the heavy wooden door. There was no way out. My life was completely in the hands of the three men who had stolen it.
Downstairs, I could hear the faint, low sound of many voices. The wh
