"How can you even say that after all this? I was not even trained but you expect me to exactly behave, walk, eat, live, talk and breathe like /hazel so that the spying eyes of your Royal Family won't be able to notice us. You kept my husband under your observation and now I am not even allowed to look at him or meet him as your every move is being observed. I don't know what I am doing but I surely know that my life along with my husband will see the end if any mistake is committed. How am I supposed to not take any tension in the prevailing problems?" Mia barked.
Victor looked either side as he knew how he pressurized Mia to get things done in his way.
Mia creamed on the top of her lungs the minute she open her eyes. She looked at the place in horror.
"What the hell is this? Where am I?" Mia screamed looking at the darkroom, with a tiny bed light.
Mia tapped the wall in search of switches but was unable to find any.
