Questions - Riana

The room lacks any sign of warmth, seeming cold and icy even despite the summer sun blazing through the windows. The ceilings, intricately decorated with pastel flowers and gold accents no longer hold any beauty, overshadowed by the loneliness devouring the room. The room, once one in which Agnes slept, now seemed a prison. I was exhausted, drained for a reason I couldn't even comprehend. My eyes were wet with tears, stomach empty and void. I was sprawled across the bed, the soft fabric of the sheets covering around my figure, seeming to almost drown me. I leaned across the bed, pulling myself off the edge. My legs felt heavy as I pulled myself to the door, fingers reaching for the knob, only to stop short at the realization that it would be locked. He had trapped me here, left me to suffer in silence. What for, I was uncertain. I stood for a minute as another wave of realization washed over me. Why did I care so much? I shouldn't be able to even have emotions and yet these feelings were so strong. I couldn't help but wonder, was there more to me than just my purpose? Where these emotions truly real or just a fake creation of my mind? No. No, no, no! Why was my brain doing this? I should be focused, should be figuring a way out, planning every step to finish my mission. And yet, I couldn't help but wonder, what if I didn't? What if I never completed my mission? What if I just stayed here with Walter for the rest of my life? Simply content with being his friend. Then the questions stopped and her voice filled my head.

"Do not stray from your purpose Riana. He will never care about anyone but himself. Walter is selfish and he will do nothing but let you down."

And with that, the wave of questions were solved. If I did not complete my mission, I would never be happy. Never find the joy I wanted. Because Walter was selfish, my situation was living proof of it. No, I must finish my mission. No matter what.