Jacqueline
This wasn’t what I expected when I decided to act like my sister. I’ve gone weeks without seeing anyone, without talking to anyone. It’s as if they’ve all forgotten that they kept someone here.
Screaming on top of my voice, I banged my fist on the closed door. “Open this f*****g door you psychopaths! I want to see my husband!” I want to carry on with the happy moments! I want to make love with my husband!
I screamed for so long that my throat began to ache. When I finally gave up, the door opened. Zadok walked in with a bored expression. He took in my disheveled state and my sticky hair, his lips curled with distaste. “What have you been up to?”
“Trying not to go insane due to the silent treatment.” I snarled. Not wanting to be near him, I returned to the mattress. “Where
