Even though it was Saturday, Ella still had work to do. She had work to do every single day, for that matter. Not long ago, her father had sent an email saying how proud he was of her for working even on the weekends, but he didn’t know that her stepmom insisted that she stay in the attic on the computer even on the weekends.
That was about to change, though, if Ella had anything to say about it. Talking to Rome on the phone had invigorated her and given her reason to escape what she now saw as a prison. Before, regardless of what Mary said, or she said to herself, she was able to dismiss the idea that Teresa was holding her there against her will, saying it was what was best for her. Now, with just a taste of freedom, she realized that she’d been making excuses. It was hard to believe th
