You slip out of bed, out of your husbands iron grip.

You had heard him on the phone last night. "She's just a step in our plan, she knows it." He had said, as if you meant nothing.

Tiptoeing around the house so he hopefully wouldn’t wake up, you gathered all of your belongings and stuffed them into a suitcase quietly.

Just as you zipped your suitcase, you saw a shadow loom over you.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Dimitri hissed, his gaze burning into yours.