Olivia’s POV
I had been resting in the room for four days. Gabriel never allowed me to leave the room, in fact, he strictly advised all the maids and guards not to allow me to go out of the room. The room had become a torturing cell and I was once again a prisoner. But, the good thing was that I was feeling better. Almost all my wounds were healed, but still, the scars remained. Yet, the physical scars were nothing compared to the mental scars Fedrick gave me, those were forever and would never fade away.
Bored, I walked to the balcony and noticed two guards patrolling the balcony. Sighing out loud, I leaned against the balcony handrail and looked around at the same scenery I had for the past few days. All my life was walking from the room to the balcony and back. The only people I came
