Emma
One week later
Days don’t pass. I lost track of time, I can’t say what day it is. The battery of my phone died a long time ago and I have no chargers, no anything. I wouldn’t know if it was day or night if it wasn’t for the window in my room. There is a clock on the wall but I feel like it stopped working a long time ago. Servants come and go, bringing me food. At first, I refused to eat, but then hunger proved to be stronger. And besides- what’s the point of starving myself? James won’t care if I eat or if I don't.
I tried to run away but I was caught before I even pressed the handle of the door.
Reid is the one who always keeps a guard at my door. I am not sure if he sleeps at all. To test how long he spends as a guard at my door, I take one of the empty plates the servants
