Enya pov
The moment the guards release me from the chains and cuffs, I swear I feel like I've been reborn. I've never felt so free as I do now.
My gaze wanders to Roma, who sighs as he sits down on his bed. I know he only wants the best, but his efforts will never turn into success. He can help anyone but me because I don't want to be saved. Roma is a wonderful man, even though I didn't initially think so as I do now- he has proven to be the kindest and most understanding person I've ever met. He has made my journey that little bit more special.
The guards replace the old iron cuffs for shiny new ones and tug at them as they drag me on. There's no need to be aggressive because I don't bother to fight back or run away, but I guess this is the side of them I haven't seen before-the ugly side.