“You know it’s useless. It only opens with a key from the outside.”

“Damn it! I don’t want to be stuck in here with you!”

She pounds on the door a few more times, but when it doesn’t budge, she returns to the bed and sits as far from me as the room allows.

I approach slowly, but the moment she notices, she stands and glares at me with the same raw fury I remember from years ago—back when she first found out the truth. I raise my hands, trying to de-escalate.

“Please, can we ...