Aneesa’s povA few days passed after that hospital saga, as Darius kept me locked up in the house. He wouldn’t let me go out. He wouldn’t let me see anybody. And the only people I could see were the maids, the doctors, or him. And it was really affecting my mental health.After a week, I was laying in bed, staring into space, when he entered the room with a maid standing behind him.“I brought you breakfast,” he said.I turned to him, then got to my feet.“I’m well. I’m okay. I don’t have any pain within me. The doctor said that I’m recovering fast. I don’t see why I still need to be kept prisoner.”He nodded, entering the room, as he gestured for the maid to drop the food on the table, which she did. Then she walked out, leaving us alone in the room.He closed the door, then walked up to me, to stare into my eyes with his cold eyes.“You look okay physically, but what about mentally? What Julian did to you can make a girl go mad.”“I’m not mad,” I retorted. “I am losing my mind stayi
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