"Let me out! Let me out! Open the door!"
Inside the small villa, Phoebe pounded on the door with all her strength.
Her voice echoed throughout the house.
Outside, two guards stood expressionlessly, unmoved by her cries.
Phoebe had been shouting for hours. Her voice was hoarse, and her hands were red and swollen from hitting the door, but no one came to open it. Sniffling, she finally collapsed back onto the bed in frustration, staring blankly at the ceiling.
There was nothing for her to do but stare.
She was on the verge of going insane.
This imprisoned life was unbearable.
It had been days since Alexander had brought her back, yet she hadn't been allowed to take a single step outside the room. Her world was confined to this small space. The door was locked, and the windows wouldn'
