Chapter 20 - A royal wedding?

I caught sight of the beautiful red dress I had worn the night before as Lesley took it away to be washed and my thoughts drifted to the laundry room. At least my clothes didn’t have any stains on them! I wondered how my supervisor got along without me and then rolled my eyes. She probably found someone to replace me a couple of minutes after I was gone.

The value of a slave was very strange. You could be amazed at what you did and then you were forced to do that until you died on that very same spot, but your life was worth nothing because you were replaced so fast by someone else who could also do that same thing really well that I was sure they didn’t even notice the person who died was gone.

Your life was worth nothing and you were property. Something to be bought and sold but never as precious as the things these rich people had in their homes. My mind drifted to the dress as I realized it probably cost more than what they paid for me. If only these rich people knew how these exp