chapter 28: Camellia

I don't what happened to me when I heard his inhumane words stabbing me again and again. As if one sharp thrust was not enough, he would take the knife out and then hit me again in the same spot until I bleed to death.

It's not necessary to kill someone physically with a weapon, one can do the same damage with thier words just like Arnold did to me in that moment. There was no reflection of emotions on my face or either my eyes watered. I was numb as I walked out of the door.

I knew very well where I have to go now. I was a whore, and he branded me the moment he bought me. How can I be so dumb and senseless that I kept fighting for myself? Denying it again and again and struggling to escape the life which had already been decided for me?

I don't know where I walked after that. I just kept walking and walking, because my only known destination was my older prison. My parents don't want to have me, my friends don't want me anymore, my siblings loathe me for who I am, and Arnold thinks