I remained in my bed the next day, I couldn’t go ahead and clean Jonathan’s room like nothing had happened. I was tired all of a sudden and I was also at a loss on what to do as well. I couldn’t have a life here yet I wanted to live. In my usual hard times, it was always Juniper’s words that I should be grateful that I’m alive that kept me going. Being alive meant that one day, I would leave, that one day things would change, that one day, I would be able to have my own life.I raised my hand and stared at the bracelet that was a chain on my hand, never to be removed, it was a constant reminder that I was a slave and I closed my eyes again. When I had replied to Serena, she had pulled me in for a hug and I had sobbed ever so hard. I thought I was doing fine alright but the clinic had brought back so many memories for me, broke the false facade I had created for myself and made me realize that the life I claimed I was living was a total lie and they were right. If only they let me live
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