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Gage might have looked like a famous football player, she looked like a professional ballerina. Honey blond hair tied in a bun, long limbs. She was also incredibly sweet. She was always making sure I was comfortable and had everything I needed. She was one of the pack members that brought me my meals when I stayed in the room.

She was complaining about how she hadn't had a goodnight sleep since she hit her second trimester. I didn't feel as bad for coating the gravy in sleep syrup after I heard that. I was just helping a girl out, I reasoned with myself.

All night Cassar watched me. My every movement as if waiting for me to blow up about Soren not getting me out of here. Jokes on him.

It didn't take long for everyone to excuse themselves from the diner table earlier than normal, and head to bed. Apparently, today had been an exhausting day. But mine was only getting started.

I didn't bother saying goodnight to Cassar as we silently walked to my cell. Or goodbye, which was more fitting