Liam

I strained against the iron bars, my fingers gripping desperately as I searched for any weakness, any sign of escape. But no matter how hard I tried, it seemed like Solange had thought of everything. The locks were secure, the walls impenetrable, trapping us in her twisted game with no hope of escape.

As I scanned the cell for any possible exit, my heart sank with each passing moment. Solange's cunning had surpassed anything I could have imagined. It was as if she had evolved, her tactics more ruthless and calculated than ever before.

"She's sealed everywhere, Nora," I grumbled in frustration, my fingers tracing the cold, unforgiving bars...