Chapter 20 The Cage

• Hours blurred into an endless stretch of frustration and rage inside the locked room.
• Elara paced back and forth like a caged lioness, her bare feet silent on the expensive carpet. The luxurious surroundings — silk sheets, elegant antique furniture, and beautiful artwork on the walls — only intensified her feeling of suffocation. Every beautiful detail reminded her that this prison was designed to look like comfort.
• She banged on the heavy wooden door again, her voice growing hoarse from shouting. “Let me out! You have no right to do this!”