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Ava POV After speaking with Arman over our link, everything felt quiet. Too quiet for my liking. I tried to reach out to Arman but our bond was blocked. I was getting anxious, I was not fond of darkness or enclosed spaces. When I was at Barry´s mercy, I was confined to a sole household and my trips to work, but when he decided to punish me he would lock me in a confined dark closet in the basement, where no one would hear my cries, and where I could spend from several hours to days there abandoned, with no food, no company, other than my thoughts. And my mind was a dangerous place to be… once the darkness consumed me, I thought of ending my life. That day Roger saved me, he opened the door just in time… after that Barry refrained from locking me up for a while. I was on a very fragile