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Brooke.

I put my feet down from the bed, feeling as if my legs were made of soggy bread. I’d only gotten up a couple of times before throughout my stay in this room to use the bathroom that was adjacent to the room, but never to just walk around. But as I remember, Maddox only ordered me to stay in the room. I was forbidden from stepping outside. But he never said anything about looking out of the window.

My legs are numb from lying on the bed all day and when I make my way to the window, I feel as if the floor is made up of needles. My legs nearly give up after I take a few steps but gritting my teeth I power through and finally get near the window so I can look out of it.

“Oh, this place is huge,” I find myself saying as I gaze off the window.

The mansion is situated on a light hilltop, and the pack lays in front of me, starting just yards away from the garden of the mansion. There are squat buildings lining the gravel roads, and people are going about on their days. I have no recoll
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