We weren't killed. In fact, we were fed well throughout the journey. I couldn't believe it. But Nora had been painfully quiet since Dad's death, lost in her own grief. I had been wearing the same yellow dress for 12 days, and I had long since ditched my dirty panties. They hadn't even bothered to give us new clothes.
One day, I stepped outside our room and found a bulky guard standing at the entrance with a gun. Nora was nowhere in sight.
"Sir, can I see your boss?" I asked politely, giving him my best puppy-dog eyes.
"Come with me," he grunted. He knocked on a door,
and I heard the familiar voice.
"Come in," the blonde man called.
When I stepped inside, I was shocked. The blonde man was having sex with Nora. She looked terrified when she saw me, her body tensing up.
"Why didn't you tell me you had company?" he muttered, annoyed, hiding himself.
I swallowed my shock and spoke. "Uh... sir, could you please get us some clothes?"
He barely acknowledged me, brushing me off with a simple, "Get out," before heading to the bathroom.
I glanced at Nora one last time, disbelief and confusion clouding my thoughts. How could she be doing this with a complete stranger, especially after everything? I thought she cared about Dad, yet here she was, giving herself to this man, who would likely be our killer.
Nora was staring blankly into space, not saying a word.
"I'm sorry, Angel," she muttered, her voice shaky. "I... I just wanted to have a good time before I die."
"And you think sleeping with a complete stranger was the right thing to do?" I snapped, my anger boiling over. "He could be a racist for all we know or even worse our murderer, Damnit! So much for loving Dad the most." I scowled at her, the bitterness in my voice clear.
Nora flinched but didn't respond, her guilt obvious, but my heart was too raw to feel any sympathy.
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