Third Person PovIt was already night time and Nicholas and Lydia had spent the entire day talking about their lives, getting to know each other better. After Nicholas had opened up to Lydia about the trauma he had experienced when he witnessed his mother and nurse's murder, Lydia felt compelled to share her story as well. Taking a deep breath, she began, "I know you already know this, but I wanted to explain it to you myself. When I was younger, I worked at a whorehouse."Nicholas nodded, listening intently."Most people think I was a prostitute, but I was actually just a server. The madame of the place never tried to make me a hooker because I was underage and she didn't even think I could handle it," Lydia explained, her voice quiet and hesitant.Nicholas reached out and took her hand in his, giving it a comforting squeeze."Just for the record, I never once thought of you hooker and even if you were, that wouldn't have mattered to me anyway. So, don't feel ashamed or feel bad ab
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