Juliana's pov:

This place is fascinating and cozy but so bad I couldn't say the same for myself, this place is hell for me! I am in the deepest part of hell with no one to rescue me. Margaret is always at my neck, sometimes I feel like choking. I am always at their bay and call. Eating is not an option here, but they always ensure that I work myself to death.

I haven't seen Ryan for weeks now and I am more than grateful for that, though part of me still craves him. His warm touch on me and the peaceful sensation that he always brings to me...