9.

In the days that followed, Sarah found herself navigating the treacherous waters of her new life with a sense of grim determination. Passive submission became her only recourse, her spirit broken by the knowledge that resistance would only invite further misery upon her. She understood all too well that fighting Zakariah would only serve to exacerbate her suffering, so she made the difficult decision to adapt to her circumstances and mold herself into the image of the woman he desired.

Each morning began with the sharp rap of a guard's knuckles on the door, signaling the start of another day in captivity. Sarah would rise, her movements sluggish with exhaustion, as she joined Zakariah for breakfast. He would often feed her, a gesture that felt both tender and suffocating in its intimacy. Despite the facade of domesticity, Sarah couldn't shake the feeling of being a puppet in Zakariah's twisted game of control.

After breakfast, her daily routine consisted of menial tasks—cleaning, tid