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Chapter 16: “The Puppet Master’s Web”
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2026-02-01 22:07:37
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Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 85: "Alvin's Warning"
ALVIN'S POV"She is losing herself."Tom looked up from the floor, where he had been doing slow, careful stretches for his leg. He looked at me. Then on the screen, then back at me."I know," he said."You know, and you are doing nothing.""I am doing what is available to me from inside a locked room," he said. "Which is the same as the nothing you are doing."I looked at the screen.The footage was from the dining room. Tonight's dinner with Sarah and Michael is at the small table with the soft light between them. I had watched this footage for six days, and I knew the difference between what I was seeing now and what I had seen on day one.Day one had been two people performing proximity for separate reasons. Careful and measured. Both of them are running a strategy while pretending not to.This was not that anymore."Look at her face," I said.Tom looked at the screen."That is not the face of someone running Claudia's plan," I said. "That is Sarah. The real one. The one that only
Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 84: "The Honest Question"
SARAH'S POV"Day six."Michael said it when I sat down across from him after the official game. Not a greeting. Just an acknowledgment that we had arrived at something with a count attached to it now, a thing that had become routine, which was strange because nothing about the Trial House was supposed to become routine."Day six," I said.The room was the same small space it always was. Two chairs, the table. The window showed nothing useful. The building, running its machinery in the corridors around us."You go first today," he said.I looked at him. "You always go first.""I know. Today, you go first."I sat with that for a moment. He had shifted the structure of the game, a small shift. Meaningful…He wanted to hear my question before he was committed to his own."Fine," I said. "But I want my question answered in full. Not the version of an answer that tells me what you want me to think.""That is the rule," he agreed. "It has always been the rule.""I know. I’m reminding you."He
Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 83: "Garrett Watches"
GARRETT'S POV"Turn it off."Nobody moved to turn it off.The screen on the wall of the holding room had been running continuously since the second day. Game footage, hall footage, and corridor footage. Claudia's people had set it up and left it running, whether as entertainment or torture, neither Tom nor Alvin had decided. I had decided it was torture. I watched it anyway.Tom was on the floor with his back against the bed, his bandaged leg stretched out, reading something he had found in the drawer when we arrived. Alvin was on the far bed facing the ceiling. He had been facing the ceiling for most of the morning.The screen showed the glass bridge game from two days ago. Sarah and Michael, crossing panel by panel. Their timing and the way they moved around each other without collision.I watched it and said nothing."You have been sitting in that chair for four hours," Tom said without looking up from what he was reading."I know.""You have not eaten.""I’m not hungry."Tom looke
Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 82: "The Game He Suggests"
SARAH'S POV"I want to propose something."We were back in the room after the day's official game, both of us tired in a way that had become familiar, a tiredness that settled into the shoulders rather than the legs. Michael was sitting on his bed with his back against the wall and I was on mine with my knees pulled up and the notebook closed beside me."What?" I questioned."A game," he said. "Our own, inside the official games."I looked at him. "Go on.""One question each. Every day, after the official game is done." He said it plainly, no preamble, no architecture around it. "The question has to be honest. The answer has to be honest. If either person refuses to answer, they forfeit something.""Forfeit what?""We decide that before each round."I looked at him for a long moment.I recognized it immediately. The structure of it, alongside the controlled intimacy of a format that produced real information under the cover of a game so that neither person had to fully own what they w
Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 81: "What Sarah Does With Truth"
SARAH'S POV"I went back in for your parents."I was sitting on the edge of the bed in our shared room, and those words were still in the air around me like smoke that had not finished settling. Michael had whispered them in my ears forty minutes ago in the corridor, and then we had walked back to the room in silence, and he had sat on his bed and picked up a water bottle and drunk from it like he had not just handed me something that dismantled twenty years of a story I had been living inside.He was still sitting there now, across the room. Not watching me or performing anything. Just present.I stood up."I need an hour," I said.He looked up."Alone," I said. "I just need an hour."He nodded once. No questions, no negotiation. He stood, picked up his jacket, and walked out of the room, pulling the door shut quietly behind him.I sat back down.The file I had been keeping on Michael Van Leer in my head since the recovered memories in Patricia's lab had one entry that never moved, n
Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 80: "The First Crack"
MICHAEL'S POV"Left exit, move."I muttered and moved toward the right exit simultaneously, and Sarah did not question it because we had learned in eight games that my reads on rooms came fast and were usually right. She ran left, while I ran right.The room was a square box with two doors on opposite walls and a heat source in the ceiling that had been running since we entered, a slow build that had become a serious problem in the last four minutes. The air had weight to it now. Hot and dry and pressing against exposed skin with the malice of something that did not need to hurry.My door had a panel beside it. Sequence required. I worked on it fast.The panel rejected the sequence.I tried the second combination. Rejected.The air was getting worse. I could feel it in my throat now, each breath carrying less than it should. I looked across the room at Sarah's door. She was working her panel, and it was taking too long, and the temperature was reading on my skin like a warning.I loo
Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 32: “Sarah? Is that You?”
FRIEDA’S POV“We’re approaching the coordinates now."Commander Hayes's voice passed through the helicopter headset. I pressed my face against the window, watching the landscape change from gray ocean to green countryside.My hands shook as I gripped Patricia's files. I'd been reading them for the e
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-03-26Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 11: “Ticking Time Bomb”
GARRETT’S POV Her eyes screamed for help. Too innocent for a world like this. I wanted to stay. Pull her aside, hold her hands, and whisper the truth. Tell her everything would be fine.But that was a lie.Sometimes the truth doesn’t set you free. It chains you, tighter and tighter, until freedom
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-03-18Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 9: “Maybe Not Everyone Was Meant To Live Happily Ever After”
FRIEDA’S POV I looked at the piece of paper in my hand. It may lie the answers to my freedom. FREEDOM. I’ve dreamt of it, but that’s all it’s ever been. Nothing but a mere dream. Or it could also sink me deeper into the bottom of the ocean. I should run away. Garrett warned me. If I wait too lon
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-03-17Trapped In My Husband’s Golden Cage Chapter 8: “No Frey. I command. You obey.”
FRIEDA’S POV I opened my eyes, my head spinning. The EKG monitor beeped steadily as I looked at my left hand and saw my veins connected to a drip. I rubbed my eyes with my right hand and yawned. Turning to my right, I saw a doctor sitting with her back to me, typing on a computer.“Doc what happe
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