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After Harold left, Alicia roamed around her room, feeling angry and frustrated. She had poured out her heart to the bastard, thinking that he would sympathize with her and help her find a way to escape, but he was just a selfish prick. What had she been expecting from someone like him anyway? She shouldn't have confided in him. She should have just kept it all to herself.
What did he mean by saying she could escape but should try not to get caught? Why was he bent on keeping her here? Why did he keep insisting that she was his wife and not Amber? How did it even make sense? Alicia thought as she sucked her teeth.
