I'm not a child, you know. I don't need to explain every move I make," I said, my voice steady an

stioned Isabella about the numerous men she goes out with?" I continued, m

en us. For a moment, it seemed as though my aunt migh

my roof, young lady," she

mething you earn. Perhaps, this's my uncle's

d unease washed over me. I had stood up for myse

ed, hoping for a peaceful night's rest. The house was quiet, a w

tine. A touch of glossy red lipstick, pulled back hairstyle trans

a? Aunt?" I called out, my voice filled with urgency. "Please, I need to get to the office. Aunt

of the door. "You're not going anywhere today,

s with my boss," I reasoned, hoping to appeal to her sense of decency. My

extent of her malice. The situation was spiraling out of cont

d room. "The window, of course!" I exclaimed, at

my father passed, my uncle had been providing for me the little way he could. In r

own my cheeks as I failed to escape through the window.

e bed and searched through it, d

d answer the call. With each passing second feeling like an eternity, the

, her tone filled with concern. "Our boss i

fer. Isabella and her mother have locked me in my room. I ca

s is bad. I don't even know where you live. Even i

e up with a solution. "Listen, maybe you should c

ed, doubtful that our arrogant

to Lucas. After thinking about it for minutes, I finally gathered courage to search for my boss'

, you are suspended," he yellsd, h

work by this time, but I assure you, it was not my fault. You see, I'm currently stuck in my room, locked in against my wil

Consider this your last warning, Miss Olivia. You can come over to the o

throat as the finality of his words sank in. "I can assure

y sentence, the call had

that I wouldn't be leaving my room any time soon. "But I'm s

ing. Can you let me out, just for a moment?" I pleaded, hoping against hope that she m

shing to make out the voices. It sounded like Isabella and her mother wer

was a friend of theirs, who came to visit. Or perhaps it was the landlord. Wh

heard the doorknob turn, anticipation mixed with fear. Was

e door swung open, revealing not the str

y. Sis? I thought. Isabella had never addressed

ed out to help me out of the room. "I never knew you had such

ll dressed handsome man standing near the couch. Williams?

ings formal despite the unusual circumstances. "Let's go out

t away," Isabella's mother added,

" Isabella added, She smoo

er's attitudes towards me was strange, and

cided to come out with me. "I'll be right back,"

"What do you want, William?" I snapped. "Are you stalking me? How did you

rchief. Gently, he wiped away the stained lipstick on my face. I was s

lliam in a different light. He was kind and att

said softly. "But I really needed to talk to you.

l into steps, strolling down the street without a destination in mind,

I needed to apologize," he be

t exactly?" I asked