Docile

Elle could not sleep. Her mind had been busier than ever. Plans on how to escape had been crossing her mind, since the night before, one popping up before she discarded it and another popped up. She could not help it. Fear and uncertainties started clouding her heart, gripping her entire being. She was scared to death that she was going to be imprisoned here for a long time to come. Because from the way things were progressing, it did not seem that Sebastian was willing to come back and see her, much less talk to her.

No matter how much she tried to tell herself that Sebastian was not Brandon Haze or her father, she still could not help but have the fear that perhaps something had happened which led Sebastian to come to that decision to imprison her. She feared that he might not be planning to let her out anytime soon.

Burying her face into her pillow, Elle forced herself to get some sleep. But time seemed to tick by, and she was still wide awake.