Chapter Ten

[Nivera’s POV]

Tears streamed down my eyes as I sat in the far end of the dark cell, isolating myself even when I was already isolated. My ripped blouse was held firmly to my chest and I kept on rubbing my fingers again and again as the event that took place an hour ago kept on playing and replaying in my head.

Maybe it was no big deal to be seen in just a bra by most people, but often, Omegas were paraded and used like sluts and so, it sent a negative message like I was no different from them. It made me feel really uncomfortable and even though my stomach was empty, it wretched with disgust and I wanted to puke.

I might have ended up in a bar, serving customers while topless, but somehow, I had been lucky enough to end up as a maid in the palace where everyone saw me as cursed and wanted nothing to do with me. I might have been treated like dirt all my life, but I found it way better than being forced to live a life as a sex worker, and after what happened earlier on, I felt like I