Dinner with them

ARYA’S POV At seven PM, the lock clicked open and one of the guards stepped in. "Come with me," he said gruffly. I looked up from where I was sitting on the floor, the unopened pregnancy tests hidden under my mattress. "Where are we going?" I asked, my voice thin with anxiety. He didn’t even look at me. "Just come." "But where-“ "I said come." He snapped, making me flinch. I stood on shaking legs, my twisted ankle still tender from my escape attempt. "Okay, I’ll follow you. His response was a huff and I swallowed. Fear coiled in my stomach as I followed him out of the room and down the hallway. Were they moving me somewhere worse? Had they decided to get rid of me entirely? "Excuse me," I tried again as we descended the stairs. "If you would just tell me what's happening.” "Shut up," the other guard snapped from behind me. "You'll find out when we get there." I went quiet, my hands trembling as they led me through the house. When we reached the living room, I froze. Enzo was there,