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Liesel

Time creeps by until theto break open the doors, but they’re too thick All I ended up doing was bruise my shoulder and hip

I startle, stepping back when the suit opens the door

“I know you , but I assure you, there is no escape froive permission for you to leave”

I shrug “Do you bla?”

“No, I just thought you were sth on a doomed task”

He shuts the door behind him, and I hear the faint lock as he does We are locked in this rooether

“Would you like a drink?” he asks as he walks over to the bar in the corner of the room

I’ve already raided it looking for water, food, anything alcohol-free to give in

“No, thanks”

“Suit yourself” He pours himself a vodka and then sits on the couch

I take a seat next to him, not because I want to, but because I need to preserve what little strength I have left I feel practically naked sitting next to histon’s leather jacket and black panties

Did he have caston and I did in the tower?

When he brought me up here before and bruised my ribs, did he touch me?