Scarlett POV
Being held prisoner sucked. There was no other way to put it.
Sure, Jaxen wasn’t starving me. I had staff waiting on me hand and foot, and the house was straight-up insane—a gorgeous mansion in the middle of Green Park, every luxury you could dream of. But none of that mattered when I couldn’t reach the outside world. My phone was gone. No internet. No texts. No calls. I felt completely cut off, like I was stranded on some deserted island while life kept moving on without me.
Two stone-faced bodyguards stood outside my door 24/7. No sneaking out that way. So after I woke up, I paced the massive room like a caged animal, brain spinning for any escape route.
My eyes kept drifting to the balcony.
Third floor. Not impossible… right?
I leaned over the railing, studying the dr
