And she's in

Cookie's standpoint

   I looked around the wood colored bedroom, clutching my bag nervously with a fast beating heart. I was in his room, sitting on the cushion while he got me something to drink in the bar. I didn't want to do anything, I didn't want to be here. I miss Ted, I miss having him possessively yell at any man who touch or come close to me. Right now, I just needed him to keep me safe from this man.

Don't be a coward, Cookie, remember you're doing this for him. You have to survive so you can return to him, your ring is waiting for you.

   I smiled at my subconscious advice, I had a ring waiting for me. The thought of having him go on his knee