F**k
==Olivia==
I made sure I looked sideways before leaving my room. I ensured I checked the ceilings in case of any cameras. I hadn’t thought about CCTVs all this while, but now, now that I was plotting my escape, I had to be extra sure. When I was certain the coast was clear, I made it down the hallway in small steps. My heart pumping in anticipation. I reached a dead end, getting gripped immediately by a wave of déjà vu. I had been here before, but I couldn’t place a name…
Instantly, it rang a bell. Yes, I’d been here the other time. The other time I got into what appeared to be a basement. Yes, that room where the fucking asshole asked me if I was a virgin. My jaw tightened as I thought about that. It only made my resolve stronger. I would get out of this place. And when I did, Matteo would regret ever laying his filthy hands on me.