Chapter 120 The more you need to pay

EVELYN

Much to my dismay and agitation, Elsa didn’t come to see me the next day, or the day after that.

The only person I encountered in this strange place was Crystal, the veiled girl who brought me food for every meal. She was quiet but attentive, insisting that I needed sustenance while I was chained to the bed. I supposed it was sort of kind, but my wild temper made it hard for me to appreciate kindness while being held hostage here against my will.

Each time she arrived in the room, I used different approaches of wit to try and convince Crystal to uncuff my other hand so she could walk around, promising that I wouldn’t escape, but it was of no use. She was unwilling to budge, offering only to feed me and make sure I was drinking water.

Crystal didn’t seem vexed by my flaring ill temper at all. She simply accepted it, unflinching. I was a bit like a feral animal, a trapped one.

Eventually, I felt guilty when I spilled soup or porridge on Crystal’s clothes, forcing her to repeat he