Elena Torres (POV)

Clara and I sat beside Margaret in the study room. She has been crying endlessly for hours. Pleading with me to forgive her for all the wrong things she put me through.

I was dumbstruck, not knowing how best to respond to her request. I was deeply hurt by her actions. I doubted my own potential and self worth. I had spent days staying awake through the night to think of ways I can better my life so Margaret would be accepting of me.

I was trapped between these walls for a ...