I spent the whole day going crazy from the frustration of being trapped inside. Sitting on the sofa, I asked myself for the hundredth time why didn’t I see this coming. I should have seen this coming so why did I ignore the signs. It couldn’t have been a wild coincidence that there was a set of newly decorated room joined to an art studio.
Hayden must have prepared this set of rooms for me. It wasn’t like renovation could be done so fast so how long ago had he prepared these rooms? Did he always intended to lock me up in here?
I lay down on the long sofa and covered my eyes with the back of my hand. My head hurts and I feel sick just from thinking of all the scenarios and explanation for this dire situation. Everything that I thought about went from bad to worst. I should have known from the moment that I was led here last night that this wasn’t a room prepared for someone to simply spend the night.
