"After my parents died, it took a long time for me to get back on my feet. I spent the days sitting in my room, sobbing about what had happened. I hoped it was all just a bad dream." Renna laughed, taking another mouthful of alcohol.
"Weeks I spent in that room. I couldn't tell night from day. Time just… it all just blurred together. You go through the motions until your body is exhausted, you know?" She sighed as Alice nodded her head.
She had the same feeling trapped in the Zenia prison. Those days of monotony. When the thought of giving up clawed against her heart night after night.
Yet even as she wanted to give up, the collar denied her fate.
Without knowing, her fingers drifted up to her neck.
Her collar was gone but…
A small part of her still felt trapped in that tiny room, like an invisible leash wrapped around her neck.
