Chapter 13 Boring mansion

• She watches him leave, without a word. She couldn't tell what was wrong or what she did wrong. How can he just leave like that? she wonders. She stayed there, hoping he would come back but after a long wait, he never came.
• She was still chained to the headboard, completely naked with not even a sheet on her body. She blinks continuously, trying hard not to burst into tears. her heart is heavy, and her hands ache...Using her legs, she struggles to pull on the covers. After a long trial, she finally succeeded in covering her lower body...Consuming her pain, she falls asleep.
• In the early hours of the morning, Keane stood by the bedside, watching her sleep ever so peacefully, looking so innocent and cute. She moans in pain as she struggles to turn around. He opens the stringers, letting her hands loose. He pulls on the covers over her body, and she curls herself under, feeling the unfamiliar warmth she was deprived of. With one more glance at her, he walks out of the room. The morning sun shines so brightly, seeping through the windows. She moans in her sleep, holding on to her pillow in a tight hug. It surprises her how she was able to move around freely, she could clearly remember she slept with her hands cuffed...