Chapter 13 : Heat Rising

*Gwen’s POV*

Isabella had only been gone for less than 12 hours, and I was already starting to miss her. After the whole escapade in the living room the night before, Isabella told me that she and Viktor were supposed to go see her mother for the weekend.

At first, I was jealous that she got to leave this place. None of what was happening to me was fair, but in some way, I wondered if it was karma taking her revenge. Soon enough, however, that feeling changed into happiness for Isabella.

I knew firsthand what being cooped up here, unable to leave, was like. I wouldn’t wish that for her either. She deserved a nice weekend away.

But in her absence, I found just how truly bored I was.

'What am I to do in this huge, dark, depressing place?' I thought to myself as I roamed through the hallways.

The less idle I was, the better. Too much alone time caused me to think of how much I missed Chelsea and my old life, and how I might be stuck in this place forever.