Yasmin continued to pound on the door. Unfortunately, no one arrived to help her. "Hello… help me, please." Her voice was not loud this time. It cracked in the end. "Please, take me out of here." She tapped the door, sliding against it, tears pricking her eyes.
She closed her eyes and leaned back on the door, turning her thoughts inwardly, withdrawing herself from the outer world. How nice it would be if it was just a dream that would end when she opened her eyes.
She missed her bright and warm room. She missed Declan, no matter how mad she was at him. Warm tears trickled down her cheeks, and a sense of despair numbed her.
Why did she have to be confined here?
