From Emily's point of view.

Owen went out, and I was left alone in the room.

The flowers outside the window were blooming beautifully, looking like little elves under the dazzling sunlight.

However, I could only look at the beautiful scenery through the windows.

The guards outside the door prohibited me from leaving the room, or should I say, Owen had limited my freedom. The guards were only carrying out his orders.

I felt like a prisoner.

I felt suffocated after losing my freedom. I could not live like a prisoner forever.

I looked at the two guards again. They were muscular and attractive. I knew I was not strong...