Trapped in luxury
dimly lit room, the sile
or what felt like an eternity, with no
with sobs. She missed her freedom, her father, an
her passion. She loved nothing more than losin
eft with nothing
her friend, Helen. They had grown up together,
partner in crime, and her biggest supporter. But
shed she could turn back time and spend more moment
her father,he must be lonely in despair knowing that he had p
r hand, the smell of the paint, and the way
ight." It was a painting of a cityscape at dusk, w
that painting, and it had been her pride
a memory, locked away in her mi
ears as she thought about neve
a lavish dinner by the cook, a tim
, with multiple courses and dishes
ok in the feast. "This is too mu
Thompson's orders." Sophia tried to engage Emma in conversation, asking
e. Sophia sensed that Emma was afraid, not just o
had done to inspire suc
y dishes and prepared to leave, Sop
eyes darting nervously towards the door. "Yes
relaxed slightly, and she returned a
vanished, and she hastily withdrew her arm. "I s
feeling a pang of sympa
the mansion, and that Marcus's grip on those around
**
ng her escape for what
the staffs, trying to learn the layout of the
ested pads from one of the maids, cit
ught the pads to Sophia's room and, in her has
he quickly grabbed the pads and pretended to use them,
the room and into the long, dark hallway beyond. Her heart was pounding in her
when she was brought to the mansion, so she had no
oom after room, trying
dining room, and even a library, but no matter whe
tch on forever, and Sophia
any further, Sophia heard the sound of
st. Sophia's heart was racing as she ran into the
istening intently as the foots
calm herself down. She had to keep
urney, she suddenly heard the foot
been as quiet as she thought. Panic set in as she fr
and hurriedly skipped back into its depth
stening as the door to
erate, as if the person was searc
frozen in terror. She could feel her pulse racing throug
paring for the worst. But as she waited, she realized that
e door of the closet as she listened soon the footstep
he is sick or no
ers of fears ran th
sation on the p
t like an eternity, her muscles crampe
e other end of the line. He growled. "He's not getting out of jail unt
d to Marcus's conversation,Another v
crossed her mind as she let out a loud ga
her palm,too late ,the damage was
ight to the closet as he hear