Two Days to Escape

tor, a stark green against the black background. She hit 'send' , watchi

elt the familiar, sharp satisfaction of her work, but it faded quick

h. It was a photo from a different lifetime. She let it buzz, watching the name 'Mark' flash wi

a promise. A countdown. Three days until the extraction. A new name, a new l

' t just need your mind, Sarah. We need your resilience. We' re offering you a ch

ight at the end of a long, dark tunnel filled with the suffocati

bars forged by his unwavering, blind loyalty to her sister. Emily, pregnant

one, her voice flat and prof

noyance. "Emily' s been calling you. She' s not f

s scanning the neat, impersonal space of

d about you, and the stress isn' t good for the baby." The accusation

eir early days, full of laughter and shared dreams, before Emily had moved into their guest ro

who saw her only as a source of irritation, a

er voice devoid of emotion. She was

hen you get here, okay? Sh

elief. She knew what awaited her at home. It wouldn't be a peaceful evening. It would be anot

It was a temporary consequence, a small price to pay for the freedom that was just over the horizon. So