Chapter Forty Five - Continuous

ROSITA LAUREN’S POV

I don’t know how many days it has been since these tortures started. At first, they were bearable, but now, I’m not sure if my patience could take this long.

She has been hurting me in many ways and I haven't told anyone about it because I thought it would stop but it didn’t.

I don’t want my friends to worry, they have been preoccupied with the things they’ve been working on lately. We rarely see each other, but I still cook them meals.

My chest was about to burst out until I saw her approaching my post again. I don’t know why she kept on insisting on staying here.

I’ve been hearing that she’s been skipping shoots and I couldn’t help but think that it was because of me.

“Rosita, would you get some of my things in the car, they’re at the parking lot, and be sure not to destroy anything,” She ordered before handing me some keys.

“Why don’t you ask the guards to carry it for you?” I solemnly asked, which made her stop before crossing her arms against her chest.

“Are y