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Chapter 15: Promises of Violence
Riley's POV The day begins to go by, but it does it in a slow and exasperating way. I begin to understand that this house, which until now has been a kind of refuge for me and my sister, can easily turn into a cage. At breakfast, after Theo left, I slyly ask Ella if I could perhaps go out and stretch my legs for a while later. Stroll through Central Park, or something like that. My question doesn't seem to catch her off guard, but her expression lets me see that she wasn't expecting my question either. “Of course you can go out," she answers as if it were a matter of course. “Tell me where you want to go and I'll let Hugo or Boris know. They will gladly take you wherever you want to go." “Thank you," I say when she turns around, hiding a grimace. So, as I expected, I can't get out of
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