The Mutually Beneficial Relationship

Afanasiia left the products and the truck in the club and went out. She didn’t even ask for a car. She had no idea where she was going. She just knew she had to get away from all that. She never knew how people were suffering while being transported for auctions.

A little girl died and so many were malnourished. It was the doing of her father. And now those people were going to be sold and abused and harassed by rich people. Not even animals were being treated like that.

She had no idea where she was walking to, bare-footed. She always wore heels, nothing else. Heels were her identity. Heels were her weapons. But now she was wearing nothing. She kept walking and walking. The face of that little girl kept flashing before her eyes.

Before she knew she was inside a police precinct. She didn’t know how she reached there or why was she there. She had to tell everyone what she did. She let a little girl die. Why? To protect her father. Why was she protecting her father when he was the one