Chapter Fourty eight

Anita's pov

"Or Isla, don't you think you should go back to the slave house and hide there for sometime? At this point, I am left in confusion. I don't even know what to do. "

She looked at me and heaved a sigh,then ran her hand through my shoulder drawing me closer to her, "Anita, the same way you are confused, that's the same way I am too. But let's work with your heart since you are the one facing these challenges. What are your instincts saying?" She asked me.

I turned to her with a confused expression beaming on my face, "maybe i will just hide and enter the slave quarters. Or could you please help me check if madam Betty is anywhere around there please?" I begged.

She nodded , "Alright. Find a place and hide. I'll get back to you soon." She said and headed towards the place.

I looked around trying to find the perfect spot where I can relax so that no one would be able to see me in case any guard passed by.

My eyes darted to a corner at the entrance and I went towards it. Re