“We really don't have any choice.” I repeated and she frowned.“You're right but what is bad about a little girl that wants to hope?” She asked and shrugged.“Nothing.” I simply replied and she laughed. She was right. We had to keep our hopes alive, if we had no hope then we were as good as dead so therefore we must keep hopes alive so we may find a reason to keep going in this shitty place.We stayed together in silence for a little while and I decided to ask the question that has been on my lips for the longest while.“So how did you get here?” She looked at me and pressed her lips into a thin line. Then she stared straight ahead. Her silence unnerved me and I began to hope that I hadn't asked her anything in the first place.I cleared my throat. “Please pretend I never said anything. I'm sorry.” I apologized. I didn't want to ruin my friendship with her because I was being too nosy.She chuckled and waved a dismissive flick of her wrist. “I'll tell you.” She whispered while we sti
The next morning when I woke up, I acted like nothing had happened. And like I hadn't already looked for a way to escape this hell hole of a place. I did my normal activities as usual and rested on my bed while I was done. Since I didn't have a phone here, I just looked up at the wooden bunk as I tried to observe all its intricate carvings. It was fascinating and most importantly, well done. It occurred to me that I missed my phone. I had been talking about how much I had missed my family but now I missed my phone. I thought about Tomasso and how he was doing. I wondered if he had finally regain his memory. Maybe my absence would make him remember my presence in his life.“...you.” Lisa drew my attention from my thoughts as she laid on my bed.“How are you doing?” I asked, straightening my posture and laying my back on the phone.“Well what can I say?” She asked a rhetorical question. “Must be really tough huh?” I chuckled. “Being the only that takes orders from madam livia everytime
Bella hasn't been home in months. Her absence is loud so as the ache in my chest. I really wished I could have prevented her from not leaving the other night and as I continued to think of it, there wasn't much I could have done. Stefano is stubborn and she was the type to put her mind on something and have it done immediately and no matter how how I could have tried to stop her. I missed her so bad that it hurt me. This was the longest she had been far from me eversince we had gotten married. She was my other half, the bed felt too empty without her presnce, too wide and annoyingly big. I didn't need this much space to lie down. I couldn't even sleep. Each night I would imagine she was on the other side of the mind before I could sleep. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it felt like I was making a fool of myself. No imagination could fill the gap. It's either I had her or I didn't have her with me. Everything that we have done to search for her have proven to be futile. I was almost
For some reasons, I trusted him and believed that he was Saying the truth when he talked about saving me. My eyes lit up with joy but I tried not to act on it too much. “Thank you, I really appreciate.” I said to him and he nodded.“Yes we are doing this together and I would help you.” He assured me not my only concern was I didn't know if je should be the one assisting me with all of this seeing that he had romantic intentions towards me. I didn't want to make it look like I would hurt his feelings. Because once he helped me get out the door he would want to purse whatever romantic interest he had towards me and if he found out tha I had a husband he might be mad at me so I had tell him now… once and for all if he was going to do this for me, he should do it without expecting anything from me. That was that about that and that was it.“You seem like you have something to say to me.” He asked snd I shook my head.“Umm.” I stuttered. I shook my head. I couldn't blow up my chance of ge
After I has begged madam livia not to take me to the room to meet the strange man, apparently my pleadings fell on deaf ears. I wasn't even supprissd. I shouldn't have begged her but I just couldn't stop myself. It hurt me so much that she acted like I was thin air while I spoke to her but a part of me felt a sense of relief at the fact that I wasn't going to be with someone else. Just him and he was going to be Caring as always. This time around he wasn't going to be talking to me first at the club, he was already waiting for me in the room. As I knocked the room, madam livia watched Mr with stern eyes “Who's there?” He asked.“I came with your order.” Madam livia replied and my stomach twisted with irritation. I was being described as an order. There was harfly nothing that I haven't been described with and it annoyed me to be honest that I was now reduced to something someone would call an order.“Will be at the door soon.” His voice called out and soon he was at the door.The fro
I didn't really have much time to process anything that happened before I knew it again, it was evening and I had to work. Work as a fucking prostitute. I hated the whole process of this work. First the food, the clothes selection and then partitioning us into different unit. I wanted to serve so I purposely wore a gown that was unappealing. Something that would annoy madam livia and made her automatically put me in the serving unit or something else that doesn't require me to do anything that has to do with sleeping with those stupid mem that deserved to rot in hell. Oh well except the strange man. He treated me with kindness to some extent and he was nice to me… considerate. All the colourful adjectives in the world would not describe how well untile he made that statement that made my heart ache. Could I just stop thinking about him? I didn't know what exactly was about him that I couldn't stop yearning for his presence.Damn, I had a husband at home that was in search of him and