He Broke My Wings, I Shattered His Mind

Julian was obsessed with me to the core; he had a miniature bio-chip implanted in the bone of my left ring finger.

If I moved more than a thousand meters away from him, or if my heart rate exceeded 120 beats per minute, he would drag me back to that pristine white cage like a madman.

Everyone in New York envied me, a golden canary pampered in Julian's clutches. But no one knew that to truly trap me, he had personally cut off my brother's life-saving bone marrow supply.

He thought that by breaking my wings, I would forever be subjugated to him.