Chapter forty five: won

"Gia, sweety go back to your room." My father said, gently nudging the back of the little girl.

I was still staring at her in shock, unable to even form any words. They had a child and that child was holding a stuffed toy.

I've never owned one in my life.

"Who are they?" Gia asked again, her widened eyes staring right at me.

"It's no one, just a few grown people having dinner. If you go, I'll buy you donuts tomorrow." Father negotiated with her. The girl's eyes lit up and she nodded eagerly. "Can we get the blue ones again, daddy?"

Again? They let her eat donuts.

"Whichever ones you want, princess."

And did he just call me 'no one'?

I looked away from the somewhat sickening sight in front of me and faced the three men that were looking at me expectantly. They were probably waiting for me to tell them what to do now. We couldn't beat them up now, there was an innocent child here.

"Uh... I... We should uh—" I paused, placing my hand on my forehead. I just couldn't believe what I was s