Chapter Twenty Eight

Annie had been left waiting in a dining hall by Grace. The dining hall a long table running down the middle, the high celing was painted in gold and an archway sparkled as light bounced off. Annie stood still as she waited, almost afraid to move. Annie's dress made her feel wildly uncomfortable. Annie realised the dress was one size too small, something Annie hoped wasn't done on purpose but judging by the large wardrob that seemed to be filled with clothes tha fit her, Annie suspected this was a dig. A show of power and control. Annie knew not to show her discomfort. She wouldn't let Xavier feel that he had won.

It was minutes until Xavier showed himself. The minutes dragged on, and Annie could swear the material clung harder to her with every passing second. The dress itself was punishing her. Xavier appeared with a smug smile that Annie immediately wanted to smack off his face. He had taken away her freedom and she was sure countless other's freedom and most probably their lives,