Warning: The following scenes features attempted r**e. Reader's discretion is advised.
27 Hours Until Anniversary.
~AUTHOR'S POV~
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Morning.
Khlan and Sara sits at the dining as the maids steps forward and place breakfast on the table. Plates clink softly as food is set down. No one speaks.
Sara barely looks at the meal. Her eyes move around the room instead—walls, doors, guards, looking for the perfect means of escape.
There has to be a way out. She just has to find it.
Khlan is talking.
She hears his voice, but the words mean nothing. It’s all noise. Her thoughts are louder, raking for the perfect time, the perfect moment, the perfect distrac—
“Sara.”
Her name snaps her back.
She looks up slowly. Khlan is staring at her, a brow lift in amusement.
“What?” she says flatly.
