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Meg screamed, cried and screamed again. Her screams echoed through the dark and cold environment, unanswered. Caged in a room with only fear and darkness for company, she heard the screams of other women as well. Time after time, someone would throw a piece of musty bread in her direction, accompanied by a mug of dirty water, just enough to keep her from starving to death. As the pain of hunger and cold settled into her weakened body, Meg couldn't help but think of James. Had he suffered by noticing her absence? Would he have looked for her when he realised something was wrong? Or maybe, just maybe somewhere inside himself, he felt relieved by her sudden departure. Questions without answers consumed his mind, stirring his anguish. The days dragged on grew exceedingly long. Hunger gnawed at his empty stomach, thirst punished his dry throat and cold penetrated his bones. It was an unrelenting torture that threatened to destroy his sanity. The door opened and a man in a long tu
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"Hey. You!" whispered a female voice from the other side of the door. Meg was lying on the floor, feeling the dampness of the ground against her skin, causing a slight discomfort. She groped blindly for the walls, feeling the rough stones scratch her already bruised fingers. "Who's there?" Meg asked, her voice shaky. "Speak softly," she replied. The woman carefully pushed a piece of wood blocking the bottom of the door, partially revealing her face.Meg looked up at a woman, her eyes filled with hope and curiosity. "Who are you?" she asked again, eager for answers. The woman scanned the hallway, making sure no one could hear her, before answering in an urgent whisper, "My name is Sophia. Like you, I am a prisoner in this dangerous place. I'm here to help you." Sophia held out her hand to Meg, handing her a small piece of bread, "Here, eat quickly. You need energy." "I'm hungry." Meg swallowed the piece of bread quickly, without even taking a breath. She felt her stomach
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The days dragged on slowly, like the ticking of a broken clock. Meg remained locked in her room, feeling a deep emptiness because of James' absence and the longing for her home. The surrounding environment was pervaded by a heavy stillness, broken only by the occasional sound of hurried footsteps in the hallway. As Meg lay there, she heard the sound of the lock being unlocked and her heart filled with hope, for she believed that she had been the victim of a great deception and that James would find her. The bedroom door opened noisily, but it was a stout woman accompanied by two men. It was not James. Meg felt disappointed and afraid. "Get up quickly and follow me," the woman ordered with coldness in her voice. Meg felt small before the imposing presence of the nun, and remembering Sophia's words, she decided to obey without hesitation, without question. She stood up quickly, leaving behind the cold embrace of the bedsheets. They walked down a long corridor, whose faded and di
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The worst part of losing an illusion is that we will never get it back in its fullness, and Meg had lost all her illusions. She had witnessed the man she loved marry someone else and live unhappily, having no memory of James smiling beside Angelina. He always seemed impatient and moody. In addition, Meg was the victim of a conspiracy that would force her to marry a despicable man, and now she was trapped in a hospital that looked more like a prison. The day had not even dawned when Meg was abruptly awakened. Like all patients, she started the day with a brief prayer. "You are going to another ward of our hospital," said a nun. "Another ward?" questioned Meg, perplexed by the news. "Yes, the room you were in was meant for your quarantine. You are now cleared to socialize with the other patients," the nun explained. Meg had spent all morning carrying firewood to supply the kitchen, her delicate hands that used to play the piano were now being punished with manual labor. When the
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Meg walked with quick steps down the long hallways. She was carrying a few pieces of wood to fuel the fire in the mother superior's room. At that moment a wave of childhood memories flooded her mind. She had lived for a few years in an orphanage and had learned the lessons necessary to survive in that environment. She learned that being passive would make her a target for cruelty, but she also knew that constantly fighting would draw too much attention. To survive in such places, it was necessary to adopt an almost invisible stance, balancing between these extremes and having allies. She entered the luxurious room with the bundle of firewood in her arms, she was so tired that she almost knocked them over as she closed the door, but held it tighter as she heard exalted voices coming from another room. "But, that's not right," a female voice shouted in the other room. "There's nothing to do," the other spoke up. "We have to stop." Meg looked at the table set up under the win
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It was late at night and James' office was shrouded in darkness, lit only by the faint glow of the lamp on his desk. The air was infused with the distinctive aroma of the cigars that James loved and his wife hated. In recent weeks he had intensified his addiction, just to get her away from his office. He wanted and needed to be alone. James was smoking and drinking whisky when Ava knocked on the door, looking frightened. "Sir, there's a man here who insists on seeing you," she informed him, keeping her voice calm but with a trace of anxiety. "Who is he?" asked James, taking a puff of his cigar. "Mr. Peter," replied Ava. "Let him in and make sure there are no interruptions," James instructed, keeping his expression serious. "Excuse me," said Ava before stepping aside and allowing the visitor to enter. A middle-aged man with gray hair and a wrinkled face entered the office, holding his hat close to his chest. He was wearing a dark suit that matched his serious expression and his
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Meg adapted quickly to her new reality. She was a survivor and she was going to keep trying. She, Dorothy and Sophia became inseparable in no time and that helped time pass more quickly. In the cafeteria, she forced herself to swallow a stew of dubious origin. It was forbidden to waste food, even if it tasted terrible. But Dorothy always scraped her plate and kept the crumbs. A hurried nurse with a hard look approached them. "Come on," she said to Meg, who quickly got up from the table. "Where are you taking me?" asked Meg, curious and apprehensive. "The doctor needs to examine you," replied the nurse without patience, pushing her into a room. "I'm not sick," she protested. A doctor who was not an employee of the institution was there, along with the mother superior and two nuns. "Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed," the doctor ordered sternly. "All your clothes?" she asked in confusion. "Yes, you're deaf," replied the mother superior. "No." The mother lo
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In the dining room, the soft light of the morning sun filtered through the lacy curtains, creating a false serene atmosphere. James grimaced and pushed his breakfast plate aside, complaining of the severe heartburn that was afflicting him that morning. He looked worriedly at Angelina and pondered aloud: "Doctor Radcliff hasn't returned from his trip yet. Perhaps you could advise your doctor to examine me." Angelina, visibly uneasy, questioned: "My doctor? I'm not sure that would be safe." She played nervously with the rim of her teacup, her eyes showing anxiety. With a reassuring gesture, James replied: "He's a doctor, isn't he? What's the problem?" However, Angelina hesitated before speaking again, explaining: "Well, he usually only sees women." James looked at her seriously and then declared: "I'm going to work." He tried to caress Angelina's belly, but she shied away. As her belly grew, she became more reserved, going so far as to sleep in separate rooms, claiming that sh
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