POWERLESS
I dress in silence, eyes fixed on the small red light blinking from the corner camera.
Is she watching me through that thing? The sick witch.
Or worse—was my “progress,” as she liked to call it, being recorded and sent to Gratia?
I clench my fists, fighting the urge to rip the damn device off the wall and smash it.
But I stop myself. My only ticket out of here, is my continuous act of powerlessness. I need to keep acting like her little dumb doll.
Jake walks in later just as I tuck myself back into bed like the helpless girl they want me to be. In his hands is a tray of—
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