Arielle woke up the next morning feeling like hell after trying to fall asleep for half of the night, a big bed was nothing when you are a prisoner, at first she had forgotten where she was but one look at the room she was in and all the memories of what had taken place yesterday came rushing back to get, she suddenly got off the bed feeling nauseous, she ran to the big restroom and poked, she felt sick and wanted to do nothing but lay on the bed all day, but this bed but her bed at home, her home where she never felt needed or loved but...