Izel paced back and forth, fidgeting with her fingers. His phone had frozen, and the words he had said echoed in her mind, traumatizing her. Her breathing grew heavy, her chest aching with each breath. She leaned against the window, trying to calm herself, but the pain persisted.

A soft, cliched sound broke her thoughts. It was the ring he had placed on her finger. She touched it, caressing it before pulling it off and placing it on the side table. The sound of the mansion’s gate opening caught her attention. She went to the window and looked outside but saw no guards.