CHAPTER 8: ELSA

Almost two weeks into being here, and I can swear that this is the most peace I've ever experienced in a very long time. All I do is to take instructions from Nana Guadalupe all day, which mostly involves cooking.

It's almost usually a very small meal for us and Javier. And then, on some afternoons, we prepare meals in large quantities for Javier's associates. Nana Guadalupe is the one who serves them, though. I doubt my legs would ever successfully take me to that side of the house. Not like I've tried or anything, but they are usually so many men trooping in and out of the house, I fear running into them, so I stay as far away from them as possible.

Nana Guadalupe understands this and only asks for my help in setting the table when none of the men are present yet. Other than that, I've helped her once when it was just Javier and Carlos.

I haven't had any personal encounters with Javier since he saved me from being raped at the cottage and the brief almost encounter in the hallway. I