The house was very quiet. Not the peaceful kind, it felt like the kind that listened back.I stood inside the living room, arms wrapped around myself, my gaze drifting over everything without really seeing anything. My mind only registered clean lines, neutral colors, no clutter, and no personality.“Sit.”Adrian’s voice came from behind me. I didn’t turn immediately, or make a move like I even heard him. For a second, I just stood there, staring at the glass doors that overlooked the empty stretch of land beyond the house.The evening sun was already setting, it gave the compound a ghostly look and feel. It looked impenetrable as well as inescapable.“Keira.” He called my name.I rolled my eyes, then turned slowly to meet his eyes and held them.“I’m not a prisoner.” I said, enunciating every syllable of the sentence.I didn’t appreciate how grouchy and intimidating he was trying to be.Adrian didn’t react. He only watched me for a moment before responding.“No,” he said. “You’re not.
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