Author's POV:

Today, Mia ate breakfast in her room. She was slightly disappointed. She'd been looking forward to exploring a new path in her prison.

The door had unlocked and Mia had walked towards the door, ready to go when instead, the elderly woman walked in. She carried a tray covered in a kitchen cloth.

“Breakfast.” She replied. The woman only spoke one word to Mia. She'd never heard her say more than that.

As long as she could communicate what she wanted without any issue, Mia ...