"Planning on trying to buy out my contract?" she asks, a smile as dry as any desert coming to her lips. All the money in the world isn't going to make a difference here. Nothing is. The Red Room isn't going to let her go, and if they realize she's starting to question, they'll make sure she forgets. She's trapped and that's as exhausting as anything else is, lately.
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Date: 2016-05-21 05:45 pm (UTC)