#Chapter 417 - Encaged

I land back in my bed happier than I’ve ever been in Atalaxia. Because I have a plan now, and my big sweet mate waiting for me on the other side. Yes, by this time tomorrow hopefully we’ll all be out of this and I’ll be on my way home. Humming, I hope out of bed and move into the bathroom to take a shower, eager to get the smell of Jackson off of me and hide all my clothes deep in the hamper so that no one knows where I’ve been all night. When Pippa comes in about an hour later with my breakfast tray, I wave merrily to her. She stops a bit in her tracks and I scold myself, remembering that I have to be Ariel of last night, who was confused and hopeless and scared. “Did you sleep?” Pippa asks, pushing the door shut as I move to the little breakfast table by the door. I shrug, implying that I did not. Which is true! “I’m okay. How are you?” I look at her as she pours my coffee, truly worried when I note the exhaustion of her features, the worried lines of her face. “It’s ha