Serena and Erica were forced onto a plane. Hours later, they were locked inside a low, thatched hut, guarded every day by armed security personnel. They had no freedom except to do the hardest manual labor in exchange for a little oatmeal.Serena stared at the endless sands outside the window, her heart filled with despair. She finally understood that Jonas would never forgive her. The silent imprisonment was more painful than death itself.Erica curled up in the corner of the hut, her mental state completely shattered. She kept mumbling like she was talking in her sleep, "Daddy, I was wrong. Please come back and take me away now. Daddy, I feel terrible…"Her eyes were blank. Sometimes she laughed hysterically. Other times, she curled up and screamed. The wicked, haughty little girl she once was had been driven mad by the harsh reality.Serena watched her, feeling her heart break.The ten-day grace period given by the system would be up soon.Just as she had once locked Jonas up
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