Everleigh
I believe I’ve been here for a month already. The window in my room, I have come to find out, is enchanted. I can’t really go by it if it’s actually day time or not. Let alone how long I have actually been here. There are days when the light in the window seems to go down faster than others and other days it feels like it’s been sunnier longer. They haven’t tried tying me up or keeping me in this room, though this is where I stay most of the time. I roamed around the house a little bit the first day after I woke up. I haven’t seen but a few patrol guards either.
Yes I can get out of here at any time but I’m bidding my time trying to find out what is going on and why he is really doing all this. His thinking makes no since at all. I mean why would I want to be with someone who
