Kira's body shook terribly as she knelt at the front of the mansion, hoping Nolan would pardon her and let her be freed. It's been two days since she'd been kneeling and also two days since her friends had been cleaning the entire mansion. Kira's vision had become hazy, and she could barely see anything around her. Guards had walked past her, pointing fingers at her. The mansion maids whispered as they walked past her. Even her stomach was against her as it rumbled for food.
Kira's face had become pale and lost all color. Her lips, which used to be plump and pinkish, had also become pale. Staying on her knees for days made her believe that Nolan hated her and the only way to free herself from him was to run away. She had thought about it the previous night when the cold bit into her body
