Nefretiri/Diana
I was a prisoner of my own life.
Kurt's actions destroyed what little freedom I had, and there was nothing I could do. I tried to talk to my superior officer about it, but he couldn't do anything either. My fiancee had connections I didn't know about and eyes everywhere. He suddenly knew my every move and made sure to tell me in every letter. Mail calls were now a dreaded and anticipated event for me.
Kurt somehow postponed my transfer to the other unit; no one believed me about his threats to end my life, except for the people in my unit, and I didn't know who to trust.
