“Eve! Wait, please” I begged. She wasn’t slowing down, instead she was taking hurried steps down the stairs and I wasn’t really sure where she was going, something told me that she was not sure either.
She was heading for her room, the one her father had designed for her that has continued to make her feel like she will continue to be locked up in this place without breaking free.
“Eve, wait!”
I’m not sure what was wrong with me at that moment, my palms were clammy and my breath was coming out short and heavy, my whole body burned and I was sweating profusely. It wasn’t from the flight of stairs because I remember the amount of vigorous physical exercises that we did just so our body would be perfectly fit.
“Ah!”
It felt like a hug weight was placed on my chest and then my breathing s
