Brooke's POV I start to feel so negative about my circumstances, with the chances of me getting out of here and back to the man I want, slimming down faster than I ever imagined they would. Feeling so distressed with my determination now diminished and almost non existant, being ruined for the first time in a very long time. The fire creeps through the cracks that were not noticeable before, but these almost unnoticeable cracks into the cabin is what has allowed the fire to slither trough every crevice available until it has the chance to fully come into the room as it burns over the walls and across the ceiling, forcing me to limp back and away from the door before the ceiling collapses on me or I burn to death. I stumble backwards then accidently onto the chair at the desk as I fall ba

