Chapter 43

She gave a last look for the mansion she grew up to before entering the pick-up. All her belongings were in the back of the car and the car stereo was ringing loudly. In fact, her ears were almost shattered by the noise but she remained silent and stared out the window.

The driver glanced at her in the rearview but did not waste his saliva to ask if she was okay. That's better. Jewel was not in the mood to speak. A part of her wanted to go back to the mansion but there was also part of her who wanted to go back to Gideon's house. She was confused.

The part that wanted to go back to Gideon's house was partly afraid of what she found out earlier. And the part that wanted to go back to the mansion's the part that's ashamed of what she found out -- the truth of those strange red marks on her skin.

She was confused, didn't know if she regret that she put on the camera or be relieved because she knew no one's raping her every night?

The volume of the music lowered. "Maam, same house in Cans