My chains still bound me to my prison. I have a chain around my ankle and they allow me to move around my basement prison which is more a kin to a regular bedroom. It has a nice bed, a dresser with a mirror, candles lighting it, a writing desk with quill, ink and paper. In all honesty, it wasn't that bad, but I'm still trapped. Aaron feeds me three times a day with snacks inbetween meals. " y/n, I'm bringing you dinner now!" I hear Aaron say and I stand up, walking to the table he has set up and sit down. He went into the basement with two plates, meats, cheeses, breads and vegetables lay on the plates as he closes the door with his foot. He sets the plates down, sitting down. " how was your day my sweet?" He asks. " dull, boring and dark." I dead pan out. He frowns as I take a bite of my meal. " well you know I can't let you out my love, you will run away. " he says inbetween bites. " I know but, I would atleast enjoy a closed off garden. I wouldn't escape and I would be much happier." " I'll consider it my love. Have you considered my offer?" I wince. He wants me to give up my wedding ring and take his ring. (Ring on top is yours and the one on the bottom is the one Aaron has for you)
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" I have given it some thought but I am not quite sure. I want to be completely sure before I make the choice." He nods. " I understand my sweet, leaving him would be a big choice. But you have to think about the old times. When we where children." He holds onto my hand. I know what I have to do to get atleast some privilege. I hold his hand. He seems surprised but happy.
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Dinner was done and he took the plates, kissing me on the forehead. " I love you y/n see you in the morning.". He made his way upstairs, the door closing behind him. I walk to my bed and go under my pillow to grab one of Thomas's shirts and holding it close. Slowly falling asleep.
