Chapter 52

“Remind me again why we gave in so easily and came here?” Greta is still sulking as I unpack my case into the empty closet of the apartment Jyeon organized for us. Tired after our trip and not up to another argument over this. It’s all we’ve done since they showed up two days ago. She’s mad at me for falling into his trap and doesn’t understand how little choice we had.

“Because this way, it’s still my choice, in my control. I can call the shots and make demands. He’s playing nice and looking to keep me sweet, so I don’t make waves in his perfectly constructed life. He would probably have kidnapped and locked me in a psych ward if we had fought Treating me for non-existent amnesia.” I point out and push past her to start pulling open empty drawers.

We went over this. That resistance is futile, and I have to be careful about the methods of treatment they might subject me to if he got complete control. I still don’t understand his motives, and I didn’t sleep thinking about