MILDRED
HOBBIES?
I found myself here again. I ended up back here. Sitting next to the window in the room.
Enid had not kept his promise to me. He had hurt me. I was a fool to think he would never hurt me again. He only needed to escape from the elders. He tricked me into staying silent about him.
I chuckled, watching my two chipmunks bravely climb down from the birches. They were no longer afraid of being discovered, and they were still adorable to look at.
Was it possible for me to become like them? Can I ever leave this room without worrying about what Enid might do?
Enid had warned me to stay behind his closed doors, but they kept me entertained that morning. I was supposed to pine away until the hundredth day of our marriage. Which day was this? Why were the days taking forev
