"I don't know how I got involved with that doctor, I mean the soldier. Where he works has sufficiently interfered with the course of my life," said Erika, who had been moved to a house overlooking a large garden, with wide windows securely closed with break-resistant glass.
Erika impatiently looked forward to his return; twelve hours had passed, and she remained unaware of what was happening outside.
"Elvana and the leader, oh, how foolish I was not to investigate Ronald's background before associating with him," she exclaimed, hitting the wall with her hand. They prepared her meals every six hours; a strict maid would enter, prepare the tray, and leave.
Erika grew tired of thinking and decided to sleep. When she dozed off a bit, she felt someone standing in front of her. She opened her eyes widely and recoiled, holding a piece of glass she had previously broken and placed under the pillow.
