Chapter 6 Escape Plan

• It felt like I’d been locked in this panic room forever. Days, or maybe weeks, had blurred together. I wasn’t sure anymore, and honestly, I wanted to forget every second after that dinner.
• Every night, the man who captured me would slip into the room and treat me like I was nothing more than an object.
• When he was done, he’d leave without a word, as if I didn’t exist. Each time I heard the door click open, my skin crawled. But I learned to swallow my panic and hide my hatred. If I wanted to get out of there alive, I had to make him think I was broken and powerless.