Your mother has zip tied one of your wrists to your crib again. You had climbed out of it because you wanted to go back to your old room, but your mother caught you before you could even get there. Now, you were stuck in your crib with no way out.

You hear your nursery door open, and your mother walks in. “Hey honey…” She said in a soft and soothing tone.

“Do you wanna apologize for trying to escape now?” She asked softly…