Episode 4

*Beatrice*

Struggling to rise from my bed with a pounding headache, I was at a loss as to what had happened to me, attempting to piece together my last memories. The only thing I could recall was Fatima handing me a glass of water. Suddenly the pieces fall into place, and I begin to weep.

Beatrice: How could you have the nerve to do this to me?! (starts thrashing in bed)

A couple of minutes later, I realize I'm in a strange room and panic surges through me. I run to the door to cry for help.

Beatrice: HELP ME, SOMEBODY, PLEASE HELP!

After exhausting myself, I collapse to the floor, clutching my legs, and start crying again. Eventually, I gather the strength to head to the wardrobe; upon opening it, I find a range of clothes and see a bathroom alongside it. I made my way to the bathroom and decided to take a shower to unwind. After soaking for a while, I go back to the room to get dressed. Suddenly, I hear the sound of someone opening the door—I dash toward it wrapped in a towel, but then turn back to quickly put on clothes.

After I am dressed, I open the door and burst out. I must look insane, but I need to escape this place. I cannot marry. I speed down the stairs and enter a vast living room adorned with lavish furniture unlike anything in my own home. I pause to catch my breath when I hear noises and then voices.

Strangers: THERE SHE IS, HURRY UP!

Turning toward the source of the sound, I see three men in dark clothing approaching. I start running as fast as I can until I'm outside, but I keep going until I bump into someone—tall and muscular, as he appears. I try to sidestep him, but he grips me firmly, and suddenly the men in dark clothes come to a halt.

Guards: Boss, we apologize. We didn't mean for her to get away. (the men are nervous)

Mysterious Man: Enough. I don't tolerate irresponsible employees incapable of performing their duties. (his voice is intimidating)

When I look at the man's face, I'm struck by his stunning beauty—never in my life have I seen a man so close, so gorgeous. Suddenly, he looks down, causing our gazes to meet. His eyes are dark as coal, his hair of the same shade. His skin is so pale I notice small freckles scattered across his neck.