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Chapter Eight: The Plans To Escape

Author: Solo J wright
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-19 22:52:38

TRINITY

I lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, heart pounding in my chest. The house is quiet now—too quiet. My aunt and cousins are probably settled in their rooms by now, and I can hear the soft murmur of their voices, the occasional giggle. They’re drifting off to sleep, and with each passing moment, the tension in my chest builds. This is it. Tonight’s the night.

Tonight is the night I get out of this hellhole. I am not going to just sit here and wait to get rejected or killed.

So, I wait. I have to be sure. Every muscle in my body is coiled tight, ready to spring, but I need the silence. The stillness. I need them to be asleep before I make my move.

Finally, the house is silent. No more voices, no more laughter. I wait for a few seconds, holding my breath, and when I’m certain they’re asleep, I slip out from under the covers. My feet barely make a sound on the cold floor. My heart hammers in my chest, too loud, too fast, but I don’t let it stop me. I can’t stop. Not now.

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