Chapter 12 Nursing ideas

Hazel's POV I got up quickly, nursing the idea. In the last month I have spent here, I have been confined to the four walls of this house. Only stepping out of my room for food or when Arnold summons me for sex and pleasure. "Hazel?" Damien called me as he opened the door to the car. "Thank you," I mumbled as I got in and relaxed, preparing my mind to note every direction that it would take to get me out of here successfully.  I was ready. My eyes were fixed on the window and I didn't notice that Damien had entered the car with me until I felt something warm on my neck. I turned to him with a raised brow. "The weather is a bit cold, and you also need to cover up the symbol on your shoulders," He said, pointing to the stamp mark I had received a while back. I pressed my lips together as the welcome memory of last night flashed through my mind and this made my chest rise and fall heavily as I knew I had to leave here before I murdered Arnold or he killed me. "Thank you," I said, trying t