I thought Martin coming for me would change everything. I thought things between us would change for good, but I was wrong. He’s colder now, more distant, physically close but emotionally unreachable and unreadable.
I regret calling him to pick me up at the hospital. Maybe I should have found my way. I should have used the opportunity to get the freedom I wanted. At least I will be seen and spoken to by people. Unlike this house where I have become invisible.
I haven’t been allowed out of this room since I came back from the hospital. No one has said anything to me. Not a word from Martin after he told me that I was now a hostage. Now even Sarah ignores me. She just brings the food and leaves like I’m some kind of disease they’re trying not to catch.
I didn't eat any of the food. The b
