“I am...sorry.” I apologize, but Cody stops me. He tries to smile softly and walks to me. He puts his arms underneath my legs and waist to pick me up. I was like a bride in his arms. Although my back hurts so much, I do not cry anymore. I am wondering, “Why does he become gentle all of a sudden?” I can see that because of my blood, his shirt is getting stained. He does not seem to care about it. He quickly carries me into a room different from the room I stayed in just now. It seems to be a slave room too, but it looks different. This room is much better. It has a small bed in the middle of the room, and a small table beside the window. Yes, there is a window. There are about four doors on the wall. One seems to be the door of a closet, and another one seems to be the door of the bathroom. One is for the outside, and I do not know what the other one is for.Cody puts me down on the bed. When I touch the bed, I tremble because of the pain. After that, Cody leaves. I start crying becau
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