Caleb must have given Yvette instructions because she no longer taunted me, although she lived in this house. She just acted like I didn’t exist.
Every day, I racked my brain, searching for a way to reach the outside world. Eventually, I thought of Yvette.
But to my surprise, she refused me outright.
“Natalie, I have to listen to Caleb. You don’t understand what we have. As long as it’s what he wants, I’ll do whatever it takes to make it happen.”
It seemed like she wasn’t trying to provoke me—her eyes told me that much. That unwavering determination wasn’t something that could be faked.
Maybe I had been wrong about them.
