SLIGHT TRIGGER WARNING!!!!
AROUND DINNER TIME
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Regan looked up at the door and ran her fingers through her hair one more time before clearing her throat.
"Come in," she called out, pressing down her shirt again. "Good evening Vix-"
Her eyes widened and then fell with disappointment.
AN HOUR AFTER VIXEN LEFT
Regan looked up at the ceiling, finding herself in the same position as she was the first day she ended up there. Helpless, tired, confused, and empty.
