32. You Really Are Feminine

Luna Lawson

I turned away from Abigail, feeling my heart break into pieces, and I began to sob freely.

Tears that I hadn't cried for a long while started to pour out freely from my eyes, and Abigail apologized to me again, "I'm sorry. But you have to eat so you don't get sick or weak."

"Just go away!" I screamed, holding the iron bars at the window. I saw some guards beneath, on the ground floor outside, staring upwards at my room window as I had screamed out loudly while standing there. Fear gripped me upon meeting their multitude of red eyes on me, and I immediately shut the window and walked back to the bed.

Abigail didn't say anything to me. She left me and went out, while I sat on the golden bed.

I tried to think, but I couldn't. I sobbed, feeling hungrier as I stood up and walked to the golden chair, sat there, and pulled the tray closer to myself as I ate the meal.

It was a different meal, a roasted chicken with fish stew. I sighed and started eating it as Abigail was partially