Chapter Forty-Eight
Ana
The next day, I slowly opened my eyes to find that the apartment was completely quiet. Lily was already gone for the morning. Even though she had left early, she had taken the time to prepare a warm breakfast for me, leaving it on the kitchen counter alongside a small handwritten note on the desk.
The paper urged me to make sure I ate everything and got plenty of much-needed rest today.
I took a deep, heavy breath, looking around the quiet living room. After sitting on the same couch for days, a sudden urge hit me—I just wanted to go outside into the fresh air for a little while.
This small apartment was slowly starting to feel like a decorative prison to my mind. Even if it was undeniably safe from the pack guards, staying locked indoors all day still fel
