Trapped (part 3)

That merciless counting… She stopped it at some point.

When she realized that she has created a time of her own, of her own ideals, and ambitions. Otherwise her sanity would probably have been in danger.

The night before, she made up her mind: not going to what she called home a long time ago, but to a new beginning.

Now she got out, and saw it… the road to her dreams.

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She will look for the violet lavender fields she kept on reading while at the boarding school, her real “windows of life”.

When reading those books, she could swear that all she heard were the working bee families, being happily intoxicated by the amazing smell.

Now, Ella’s going to find them, enjoy them, creating a home for and of her own.

The end.

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