The night was silent except for the occasional rustle of the wind against the cabin walls. Shadows danced on the wooden planks as the moonlight seeped through the window. Anna sat motionless on the edge of the bed, her wrists raw and bruised from hours of struggle, but her mind was resolute. She couldn’t stay here, couldn’t let Jaden’s control suffocate her any longer. He’d taken too much from her already—her freedom, her choices, her very sense of self. But not tonight. She needed to see Lilly and she would do whatever it took.
Her gaze swept over the room again, her eyes lingering on the small window that seemed both a blessing and a curse. The lock was sturdy, but not invincible. She had spent hours studying it, weighing her options, her thoughts racing in circles until one clear plan formed.