The Escape
796 Words
The night had arrived.
Bright lights filled the mansion.
Laughter echoed through the halls.
Music played softly in the background.
Everything looked perfect.
But behind that perfection—
Chaos was waiting.
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Downstairs…
Guests moved around elegantly.
Expensive clothes.
Soft conversations.
Fake smiles.
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At the center of it all stood Isabella’s father, greeting people proudly.
“This is a big night,” he said.
“A new beginning.”
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Beside him, Victor adjusted his suit.
Confident.
Relaxed.
Certain of his place.
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But upstairs…
Isabella stood in front of the mirror.
Dressed beautifully.
But her eyes—
Full of fear.
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Ada stood behind her.
“You still have time to change your mind.”
Isabella shook her head slowly.
“No… if I stay, I lose myself.”
Ada nodded.
“Then we do it.”
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A soft knock came.
Ada opened slightly.
Daniel slipped inside quietly.
Dressed in simple clothes—
But his face showed determination.
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“You’re ready?” he asked.
Isabella turned to him.
“I’ve never been more scared.”
Daniel stepped closer.
“Me too.”
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They held hands.
Tightly.
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Ada moved quickly.
“Listen—everyone is downstairs. The back gate will be your way out.”
Daniel nodded.
“And the guards?”
“Shift change,” Ada replied. “You’ll have a few minutes. Not more.”
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Isabella took a deep breath.
“This is really happening…”
Daniel squeezed her hand.
“We go together.”
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Downstairs…
Her father raised a glass.
“Ladies and gentlemen—”
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Upstairs…
They moved.
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The hallway was quiet.
Too quiet.
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“Stay close,” Daniel whispered.
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They reached the stairs—
But froze.
Voices below.
Too many people.
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“Not this way,” Isabella whispered.
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They turned.
Moving faster now.
Toward the back.
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Every step—
Louder in their ears.
Every second—
More dangerous.
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They reached the back door.
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Daniel pushed it slowly.
It opened.
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Cool night air rushed in.
Freedom.
So close.
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“Let’s go,” he said.
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They stepped outside.
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Running.
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Not looking back.
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The garden stretched ahead.
The gate—
Just a short distance away.
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“We’re almost there!” Isabella said, her voice filled with hope.
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Then—
“STOP!”
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Everything froze.
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A flashlight beam cut through the darkness.
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Security.
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“Who is there?!”
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Daniel grabbed Isabella’s hand tighter.
“Run!”
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They ran.
Faster.
Heart pounding.
Breath heavy.
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“Catch them!” one of the guards shouted.
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Footsteps behind them.
Getting closer.
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Isabella stumbled slightly.
Daniel held her.
“Don’t stop!”
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The gate was right there.
So close.
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But then—
More guards appeared.
Blocking the way.
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“No…” Isabella whispered.
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They were surrounded.
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Daniel stepped in front of her.
Protective.
Ready.
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“Move aside,” one guard said.
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Daniel shook his head.
“No.”
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The tension exploded.
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“Take him,” the guard ordered.
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Two men moved forward.
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Isabella screamed—
“DON’T TOUCH HIM!”
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They grabbed Daniel.
Holding him back.
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“Let me go!” he struggled.
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Isabella tried to reach him—
But another guard held her.
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“Daniel!” she cried.
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Their eyes met again.
Just like before.
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Pain.
Fear.
Love.
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“I’m sorry,” Daniel said.
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She shook her head violently.
“No—don’t say that!”
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Then—
A voice.
Cold.
Familiar.
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“I warned you.”
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Her father stepped forward slowly.
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Disappointment filled his face.
But also—
Anger.
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“You tried to run,” he said.
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Isabella looked at him.
“Yes.”
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His eyes hardened.
“With him?”
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She didn’t hesitate.
“Yes.”
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Silence.
Deadly.
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Then—
“Take him away.”
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“No!” Isabella screamed.
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Daniel struggled.
“Leave her out of this!”
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But they dragged him back.
Forcefully.
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“Daniel!” she cried, tears falling uncontrollably.
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He looked at her—
One last time.
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“I won’t give up!” he shouted.
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She nodded through tears.
“Neither will I!”
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And then—
He was gone.
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The gate closed.
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The night fell silent again.
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Isabella dropped to her knees.
Broken.
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Her father stood over her.
“This ends now.”
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She looked up at him.
Eyes filled with tears—
But also fire.
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“No,” she whispered.
“It’s just beginning.”
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