ANTHONY’S POV
I played with the rope for a while, and then I noticed something on the window of the room. It was a hook to help open it.
But the window was too high up, and I wouldn’t be able to reach the hook. I looked up at the window as I thought about it. I saw shadows of people walking outside, so I could see the window led outside. If I could escape from here, it would be perfect because there aren’t any bodyguards in this room who follow me everywhere.
I then looked down at the rope in my hands. After looking at it for a little bit, I realized maybe I could use it. It was a really long rope. It was probably my best bet to try to reach it. I tied a little loop on the rope so it could hook onto the window hook.
I then began to try to throw it up to the window, but it didn’t really reach.
The rope was long, but it was too short to reach the window. I kept trying, though.
"Ack!" I said in frustration after my attempts did nothing. I didn’t want to give up, though. After lunch, for the rest of the afternoon, I just kept throwing the rope up to the window.
It was late in the afternoon when I heard footsteps coming toward the room again. I immediately stopped my rope throwing and listened. I clearly heard the footsteps approaching.
This wasn’t the time for dinner, so what were they doing here already? I looked down at the rope and panicked for a moment.
Where do I hide it? I thought to myself.
My eyes scanned the room. Under the uncomfortable bedmat? I don’t know what if they find it and throw it away?
I looked everywhere in the room, realizing it was too empty. There was nowhere for me to hide it.
Then, almost giving up eyes, then focused on the only place in the room I hadn’t thought of. The toilet. Ew.
I went to it as I thought of it. I then quickly opened the tank part of the toilet that fills up with water to flush, then stuffed it inside. Then I closed the tank with the lid.
The door was then unlocked and opened as I walked away from the toilet back to the mat.
One of the bodyguards my uncle had watch over me stood in the doorway to the room.
"Come out. Your punishment is over now," he told me.
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JASMINE’S POV
I froze as I looked at Keith’s desktop screen in disbelief. Completely mortified by the images of Tony.
Before I knew it, tears streamed down my cheeks. It had been almost three weeks now since I had seen and heard from Tony, and seeing him in such a state was...

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