Caldwell Hell
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She lived for these moments, the ones where his low timbre of a groan would resuscitate her soul, where his arms would engulf her in their warmth and where his eyes mirrored her own. Adelaide could not prevent these impulsions nor avoid the puzzlement in her heart. Being starved, drained and vacant, those sentiments she experienced in spades ever since her mind could conjure them, but they always left a trail of pain. So it was only natural to question why he managed to illicit those same emotions but leave her trembling in pleasure.
"I am sure that we can come to an understanding, Ms. Reign. I can assure you that you will find solace in confiding in me, letting go of all inhibitions can be quite jarring but also liberating" he claimed with an elongated sigh.
"Hmmm. This little pipe dream that you've built here to aid people who are so to speak a danger to society and themselves will never comfort me and your words are merely a charade, Dr. Iver" replied Adelaide in a bored voice.
"Well then, you will have to get used to this institution, for it will be your home since you seem so keen on becoming a regular here, Ms. Reign. You should start by disposing of your former possessions and habits, we take discipline and health with the utmost seriousness at the Caldwell Institute of Mental Health", Dr Iver said with a sense of finality.
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