She spent the entire morning in anxiety the next day. She knew this was not good for her health but she could not stop.She was worried. When she finally stepped out this morning, her maids had informed her that Steffan called last night but turned away after he heard her instructions about not wanting to be disturbed. At first, it had pleased her, she had turned the president’s son away. He had respected her wishes and left her alone. But as the day progressed, it began to bother her. It appeared to her that he did not care, why had he not tried even a little harder. Now, it was almost noon, he had not come to check on her to see how she was doing. She shook her head in self pity. She would never learn. Why was she suddenly so invested in this man and his actions towards her. She should be focusing her energy on other things. Making friends for one. Danna Sherrod had accused her of trying to buy allies so she would be untouchable. She might as well truly do that. She needed al

“Where were you at 11:40 pm Friday 9th April 2021” Racheal heard a voice from the wall ask.She was startled, and frantically looked around. Where did the clear voice come from? She was the only one in the room.“Please answer the question.” The voice said. Racheal looked behind her, she could hear the voice even from behind. The voice came from everywhere. Did these people intend to frighten her? How could she hear them when there were no speakers in sight?As if reading her mind, the voice said. “The speakers are installed in the walls. Now please concentrate on the question.”“I was preparing for bed.” She said finally.“Any witness to this?”“My personal maids.” Racheal said. There was silence for a few minutes and then the voice shouted. “Liar!” Racheal jumped, startled, knocking her seat over. She looked around in alarm. This was intimidating. They could see her but she could not see them. She was put in here like a hamster on a treadmill for entertainment. She could not se

The next two days passed the same way for Racheal. She was questioned every couple of hours. She could not track the time properly because she did not have her wristwatch, and there was no wall clock in the room either.She only knew when it was sunrise or sundown because of the window in the bathroom.The cops asked her the same question over and over, till she was screaming because she was exausted from having to repeat herself. Her hair was a mess, she was hungry and sleep deprived. The few bathroom breaks she had were short, but at least she could look up at the bathroom window. This helped her keep track of the days. The breaks also helped her clean her body. She used wipes to clean up as much as she could. Although she was not stinking up the whole place, she did not feel clean either. Anytime the cops led her down the dimly lit passageway that connected the restroom to the bright, bright interrogation room, she struggled with the urge to fight. On the third morning thoug

Racheal finally stepped onto the landing of her apartment floor. She walked slowly towards the huge front door of her apartment. There was not a single guard waiting out here.Racheal smiled sadly, they truly were not expecting her back, or at least so soon. She inhaled to steady herself, and then opened the door.She met her maids sitting in the living room. They turned in surprise at the sound of the door opening. When they saw her, they flew off their seats to hug her.Racheal had to steady herself as they almost knocked her down. Leah was sobbing and when Luna stepped back to look at her, her eyes looked moist too.“I'm so sorry. I was cornered, they questioned me harshly.” Leah said. “They threatened to take me too if I did not say all I knew.”Racheal hugged the girl closer, hoping her heat and stench was not unbearable from not having had a proper bath in days. “It's fine. You told the truth.” She consoled her. She could not blame her, if she was this helpless in the face of

“Peace.” Racheal said. Peace was perhaps what she truly wanted, what she had always wanted. All those years under her step-mother’s torture, she had craved peace. She was excited to leave with Maxwell so she could finally find peace. Here in Yin, she wanted Thalia off her back, she wanted all the insults and trouble from Danna Sherrod to stop. She just wanted to be left alone. “You cannot get that.” Madame Dalloz said. Racheal’s head snapped up. “At least not for a while. To get peace you need war. And you need a safe place to fight from. You need allies.” Madame Dalloz said.Racheal looked at her with uncertainty. She had recently realised she needed allies. From the day Danna Sherrod had accused her of trying to gain allies, she saw through the accusation that it might be the Sherrods biggest fear.She wanted allies, that was why she had taken the bold steps to come here. But fight? She had no will to fight, no strength to. She just wanted peace, to run off to a place wher