Chapter 33: An Inconsequential Slave

Freda

His voice rang in my head. The empty plate shattered from my hands, that was all I could look at. I avoided his gaze at all costs, the anger in me was controlling the better part of my thoughts. The amount of pain that was heavy in my chest became indescribable. I couldn't voice out my feelings even after venting out my emotions in the gym. The pain of seeing them both together was still the very worst scene that I have seen, the knot in my chest tightened even more as I thought about it.

I breathed trying to look for the words to tell him but he was patient. He stared at me intently. "When did you come? I didn't know you were there." I diverted the conversation. I wasn't scared of what he would do to me, I was more interested in what he was feeling and thinking. Was his mind wandering like mine? Was he feeling the same way I was feeling? I wanted him to feel the anger that was boiling inside my blood.

"That was not the question I asked you?" He gritted. "Why are you seasoning