I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the clock on the wall. The minutes seemed to crawl by, each tick a reminder that I was still trapped in this nightmare. The room was luxurious, almost suffocatingly so, but all the comfort in the world couldn’t ease the anxiety gnawing at my insides. I’d been left alone for hours, my thoughts spiraling as I tried to figure out my next move.
The door suddenly flew open, slamming against the wall with a loud bang. I jumped, my heart leaping into my throat as Marshall stormed into the room. His face was a mask of fury, his eyes blazing with a mix of anger and something darker. My stomach twisted in knots as I realized something had gone terribly wrong.
"Marshall—" I started, but he cut me off with a harsh wave of his hand.
“Do you know what your pre
