Her protest morphed into broken sobs that echoed in the room as a fleeting thought crossed her mind. 'Is he having another episode again?' The room was pitch-black, void of daylight. Here, there was no sunlight, no sense of time, only boundless darkness. Tyler had become unrecognizable, which led Vicky to surmise that his illness had indeed resurfaced. What set this episode apart was his silence. He did not question her or show any signs of pain or injury; he remained wordless from the moment he had bound her here and had not spoken a single word to her regardless of what she said to him. Apart from bathing, sleeping, and using the restroom, he kept her locked to the bed all day. The fridge seemed to hold ample food, so he rarely ventured outside. Five years ago, when he had imprisoned her the same way, he would stay in her room reading. But now, he did nothing of the sort. His daily routine involved sitting by the bedside, watching her, and nothing else. At first, Vicky
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