A trap?, or a deal?

Seated on the dinning room with the dishes placed before me, my head was blank.

I had just lost my appetite, whereas he was done with breakfast and had stepped out to be the heartless mafia the world known him to be while I was the helpless little girl.

I stood up and made it back to my room. Just as I made it in, I found Celia quietly seated on the bedside. She had been patiently waiting for me to return.

“So, what happened?” She asked with all curiosity growing in her mind.

I spoke not a word, but let my dark gloomy face give quite the answer which she had least expected. “Ohh, I see. I guess I will leave you alone.” She stood up and made her way to the door. “Just call me if you need anything.” She spoke and excused herself.

Crumbled to the ground, I felt the earth should open up and drag me in. There’s no going back, I have only one option and that is to be the little puppet and plaything he desires me to be.

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Dusk was fast approaching. I made it into the bathroom to get myself