Once again, Delphinia was alone in the room. The silence settled in, heavy as she lay back on the huge bed. She sank into the plush mattress, feeling like it was swallowing her whole. Stretching her arms above her head, she let out a frustrated sigh that echoed faintly in the spacious room.
Her eyes wandered up to the high ceiling, the detailed molding way grander than anything she was used to. How had it come to this? How could she get trapped in this situation so fast? She hadn't even had time to properly celebrate her divorce, to revel in her freedom, before she was chained again. The ink on her divorce papers hadn't even dried, and here she was—married. Again. The absurdity of it all made her want to laugh and cry at the same time.
