Avalyn

"Please get up Ava." He pleaded, his tone making me shiver. And it had nothing to do with the cold. It hardly bothered me right now.

I got up and kept my hands behind my back and chest out, it was a standing position for a slave. He picked up his shirt from the ground and made me wear it.

He was being so sweet to me when when I was so rude to him. I couldn't look in his eyes anymore, it hurt. It hurt because he was hurting and that hurt me more.

"Please, look at me, Love. What you saw is not what you think it...