Her body felt heavy and cold, her head pounding with exhaustion. Every bone in her felt like it had been scraped hollow, leaving only an aching emptiness behind.
She stared blankly at the ornate ceiling above her, her dry lips parted as shallow, ragged breaths escaped her lungs.
Slowly, the crushing reality settled over her like a suffocating shroud.
She couldn't stay here. She couldn't let him keep her like this, caged, broken, and silent.
Her trembling fingers tightened around the duvet before she threw it off and sat up on the edge of the bed, her bare feet pressing against the cold marble floor.
For a long moment, she simply sat there, hunched over with her thin shoulders shaking as silent tears dripped onto her knees.
Then, with a deep, shuddering breath, she stood up on shaking legs and walked to the small dresser.
Hidden beneath the drawer lining was her other secret phone since her phone and laptop were confiscated.
