Eight days. I took the small, table calendar that sat beside the bed and crossed off another day. Only eight days left until it's all over, and I could finally leave this beautiful but terrifying prison.

Where I will go?, I wasn't sure, yet. Because I was sure as hell not going back to Joffrey, that grasping bastard! But the moment I become free, I would have to act fast: get a job, find somewhere cheap to live, and start saving money for college in the fall. Attending college was the only ...