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I officially hate this chapter. Read further to know why. Yeah, you'll hate it too😢 It is a flashback, folks. Don't get confused!
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Sixteen year old Hedeon is waiting in the corner of a hallway of the red room, looking around when two arms wrap around him, hugging him tight.
"Happy birthday!"
A smile trace in his face as he turns to face his favourite blonde. "We can celebrate my birthday once we get the hell out of this shit place."
"With a cake?" Yelena asks with an exciting look.
"With a cake." Hedeon confirms with a nod.
"I love cake."
"Trust me. I know." He smiles and points at the direction they're supposed to go. "This way."
After walking for thirty minutes straight, they turn another corner of the black, red and white hallway. It's like a never ending maze. No way in, no way out.
"Are you sure? We passed this corner like five times." Yelena states, her voice full of distress.
"I don't know. I've never been to this section before." Just as stressed as her, Hedeon mutters, glancing at the rough sketch of the escape map the elder Widow he befriended gave him. "It all looks the same."
Suddenly the emergency alarms begin to blare, making the two friends jump in surprise and fear. It's too late for them now.
"We're trapped. She lied to you." Yelena realises, biting into her fingernails.
Hedeon feels the blood drain from his face. He is shaking from fear while he thinks he might collapse anytime by now. This isn't the first time they tried to escape from the place. They tried to escape multiple times, but they never reached this far and they somehow managed to not get caught. But now, they're tricked and trapped. He knows that escaping will not go unpunished by his father. And the possibility of getting killed through the punishment is high.
He's sweating through his clothes as he rubs face, not knowing what to do. He is scared. He is scared of death. He is scared of his father. He is scared of the punishment he's going to go through. But he needs to keep Yelena safe. His innocent best friend, he vowed himself to keep safe. He blinks back into reality with unexpected moisture filling his eyes. He gently places his hands on her arms, making her look at him. It is obvious that she's equally afraid as him. He then connects his pinkie finger with her, renewing his unbreakable promise to her. "I promised to protect you. Stay out of this for me."
