(Livia)
Rachel didn't answer immediately. I could hear someone speaking in the background before a door closed. She had always been the friend who asked questions when something seemed wrong. I knew she wouldn't accept a simple explanation.
"Livia, what exactly is happening in that house?"
"Julian won't let me leave. He has guards watching the gates."
"Are you serious?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
Rachel cursed before asking whether he had hurt me. I told her he hadn't, but that didn't make his behavior acceptable. She wanted to come over and confront him herself. I immediately told her not to.
"Please don't come here, Rachel. I don't want him causing problems for you."
"Then call the police."
"I might have to, but I need to figure out what he's doing first."
"Promise you'll call me if
