The Negotiation

Kaelen’s Point of View

I paced the length of the lavishly decorated guest room, my heavy boots thudding rhythmically against the pristine hardwood floor. Back and forth. Over and over. The walls of this opulent packhouse felt like they were closing in on me, suffocating me with the stench of their hypocrisy. I was driven by a fierce, anxious desperation that gnawed at my ribs and set my blood on