Chloe sat in her room and watched out the window. She was beginning to like the dark now; she could hide the tears from Shelly better this way. She wanted out of this room and out of this life. It was so hard to say good-bye to him today. All she wanted to do was to go with him and run away from it all. For a moment in his arms, she felt safe. Safe from the darkness that haunted her. She heard the lock on the outside of the door unlock. Shelly staggered into the room and fumbled for the light.
“How was your little taste of freedom today?” she hissed at her.
Chloe swallowed hard. “Thank you so much for letting me go out. I’m grateful.”
“You should be. See? If you keep being a good girl and do what I ask, then everything will be fine. I know you miss him. I can make it so you can see him again,” she said as she played with Chloe’s hair.
“How is that?” Chloe was almost afraid to ask.
Shelly laughed at that. She touched Chloe’s cheek and ran her hand down her smooth skin.
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