Third POV
During the entire dinner, Monika felt so anxious she was about to throw up. She didn't eat, or drink anything, but after all these years of living with her husband, she knew well how to pretend at almost everything.
Everything would look perfectly normal with her, as long as they don't pay any attention.
They were not!
She was invisible!
Amongst so many people, Monika was utterly alone.
For so many years, she had wished and prayed for nothing else than someone from outside of the high walls of the luxury prison to come and witness her miserable state. Someone to come and save her.
Now, her prayers had been heard and her wish was true, and she was surrounded by people. But all they saw was the intoxicating shine and sparkle of luxury.
For a moment, Monika had though
