As Cara sat alone in the room, the walls seemed to be closing in around her as panic began to set in. She felt completely trapped. The sterile walls and glaring fluorescent lights made her feel as if she were in prison.
Then came a noise, a clanking and rustling above her head. She looked up, and the vent above her head began to shake. As the rattling grew louder, Cara shrank in fear. Were they poisoning her? Filling the room with noxious gas? Nothing would surprise her at this point. She gripped the armrests of her chair with white knuckles as she braced for the worst.
The vent suddenly popped out of place and moved to the side, and the most beautiful sight in the world appeared above her. Bradley’s smile. “Miss me?” He said with a smirk.
She exhaled loudly.
Obviously pretending to be
