Hailey’s POV
The room felt smaller the longer I sat there, I kept my hands between my laps, slowly counting down to when I will be bailed out of here.
I felt like the walls were inching closer just to watch me break.
The light above me flickered once, then steadied, its dull white glow making everything look lifeless and dull of all freedom a person should have.
Then my wrists rested on my lap, fingers clenched so tightly my nails dug into my palms, but I barely felt it. My body was already bracing itself, instincts screaming that something was wrong.
The door opened again for the fifth time today. It felt like the same circle, I plead and they ignore me like I was meant to be punished.
This time, it didn’t sound official. There was no knock, no usual warning, no voice announcing p
