Chapter 11

• Amelia's POV
• Salvatore was away for a few days, and for a while I could breathe. I was sleeping without worrying that he was going to walk into my room and have his way with me. I had been following his orders like a well-trained soldier, just as his expected from me. And though he had refused to change his mind about letting me see Ben, he had given me the freedom to go out without a bodyguard. That was if I was not going somewhere close, within a given parameter. So just to get away from my prison, I had become a regular at the library a few miles away from my prison. Before I was trapped in Salvatore’s world, I never liked reading. But now it was my to-go hobby. It was my way of escaping my reality. Every time I picked a book, I would trap myself in the world of fantasy and for a moment, everything would be alright.
• So I had spent the previous night doing my second favorite hobby, which was baking. I baked a dozen blueberry muffins, which I had taken with me to the library. I planned on eating them all with the hope that the calories loaded in them would not make me gain weight. I appreciated a little bit of weight in my thighs but Salvatore did not. Gaining just a few pounds was not acceptable to him.