Zoe and I stayed inside that room for the full two days, never once emerging. So I was a bit shocked to find out that I’d been placed in a room on the third floor. This floor is usually reserved for high ranked visiting guests.
Walking the three flights of stairs down alone, gave me some time to think and process my emotions. I didn’t manage to make much progress though, as much as I wanted to hate Damien, I just couldn’t.
Once I’d reached the final step of the winding staircase and onto the main floor of the house, I looked up to see no one around. Odd.
The front doors to the house were straight ahead, and were it not for Zoe, I might be tempted to sneak out and find a way to escape.
Probably wouldn’t make it very far in the day time though, not with this new hair of mine anyway.
