|CHAPTER SIXTEEN|

What Ma'am Eleanor told me replays over and over again in my brain.

Clyde likes me? Does he have feelings for me? Is he attracted to me?

I washed my face and sighed.

No! What Ma'am Eleanor is telling me is not true! if Clyde likes me, why is he hurting me? Why does he treat me like this?

I shook my head and took a deep breath. Clyde will never like me. He only thinks of me as a curse. A slave. A sex slave.

I nodded to agree with what was being said. my reflection only stopped when I heard ma'am Eleanor's voice again. I just...