Thalia PovFootsteps echoed from the distance.My body trembled as I stumbled towards the middle of the room. I let out whimpers as my knees hit the rough floor, but I forced them down and began to struggle with the buttons of my shirt.The footsteps came nearer and louder. Panic rushed through me.He is coming.Garrick, the director of the psychiatric home.He had warned me countless times during the four years I had been locked inside this psychiatric home.“Whenever I’m coming, be ready to serve me. Be clean, naked, and sexy for me.”I had learned the hard way what happened when I disobeyed him. Starvation, chains, and… the painful wet belt. I didn’t want any of that again. Not today.With shaking hands, I tore at my shirt. Two buttons flew across the floor, the fabric scratching my skin, but I couldn’t even bother. Because—Click.The door unlocked.For a moment, I stopped breathing. I slowly raised my head towards the entrance, my chest pounding.Garrick stepped inside. His eyes
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