A decision

Walking out of my room with my car keys, my heart wouldn't stop beating so hard. My palms felt sweaty and itchy, as I imagined walking into the shopping mall with a damn collar hanging around my neck.

Wait, what if Ethan decides it would be best for him to hold my collar and I stroll into the shopping mall on all fours, like a dog. Ohh my God!

Okay, I have to prevent this from happening. I have to do something. Oh my goodness, why didn't I think of this. Going to the mall, is an opportunity to finally escape from Ethan. I can finally put an end to all this.

All I have to do is walk up to a guard, or signal anyone that I am being held against my wish. And then, I can finally get free... while Ethan would be sent back to prison. I can already taste my freedom, I can see Ethan getting dragged back to prison, where he came from.

I could also start researching on why my characters came to life, but first.. to achieve all this, I have  to get to the mall f