Chapter 19

Shelly's pov...

It was dark in that room despite it being early in the morning, just a beam of light falling from the roof barely enough to recognize things around me.

I can't accept this as my fate, I need to fight back against those who want me to shed tears, against those who can't see me be happy.

It doesn't matter which world I am in, the struggles will be the same, but I was never the person to accept my defeat until my mind says that I lost.

I got up tearing the curtain cloth which was wrapped around me, and untie my hands from that loose grip of the piece of cloth that was tied on them.

As I freed myself, I peeped around to find something useful but that place was like a stable, with nothing but broken wood planks, ropes, and dry grass everywhere.

When I moved further, I found some scrap clothes piled up in a corner, jerking them off to remove any harmful insects, I took them to the beam of the light to see if they can help me get changed.

Those were some thin and blunt men's