Ella’s POV
I sat at the far end of the cold, dark room, my arms wrapped tightly around my knees. Days had turned into weeks, and still, I was locked in this place with no hope, no freedom, and no sunlight. William, the rogue leader, kept me like a prisoner, feeding me little, watching me closely. Every time I thought of escape, fear gripped me. But now… I was tired. I couldn’t sit and wait anymore. I had to do something.
Then it hit me.
What if I pretend to lose my mind? What if I act crazy, so much that William thinks I’m broken? Maybe then, they’ll stop watching me too closely. Maybe I can find a chance to run when they least expect it.
That night, I began my plan.
I stopped talking. I stopped reacting. I didn’t even look up when food was brought. I sat, motionless, staring at the w
