The girls were led back to the rooms after the short conversation. By the time they got there the other girls were already sound asleep and the sun was low in the sky.
Katya was guided to her bed, her cuffs still attached to the bed frame. Madame B, as the girls were instructed to call her, returned the cuffs to their resting place around her wrists. This time however she only cuffed one, leaving the other frail wrist bare.
Madame B left the room after jiggling her cuff slightly to make sure it was secure. The door closing softly behind her once she was sure there was no chance that Katya could escape. Not yet at least.
"What did they tell you?"
Katya jumped, looking forward to see the blonde from the morning. "What?"
"What did they tell you?" The blonde repeated, barely missing a beat.
She hesitated, noticing the blonde's serious features. "Oh, they said I was chosen for an elite ballet program."
The girl didn't even crack a smile, "And you believed them?"
"Sure, I guess, their the adults." Katya paused. "Why?"
"Don't worry about it." She replied, laying back in her bed.
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Red Room
Fanfiction"It gives me strength to have somebody else to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill." Based off Marvel's Red Room Short Story Quote: Emilie Autumn The Asylum of Wayward Girls
