Ella's POV

　　It felt like I was stuck in a bad dream, and everything passed me in a dark and cold blur. Marcus acted like there was nothing wrong like he did nothing wrong, and it was all making my head spin. He made me lunch after I was able to get dressed, inside the little cell, of course. But he brought a table and two chairs, even left a little candle, and brought me a couple of extra blankets.

　　He talked about his day, how much he learned by following me on ...