Marissa's POV:
I was happy to be an only child now. I was happy that I at least had my father's attention, at least some of the time. I at least never had to worry about opening any doors that I came in contact with.
My father saw to it that my guardsmen were gentlemen and treated me with respect. At least I had some respect. I only wished that I would have received respect from others who knew better. The fact that I was talked about as I passed by people made my skin boil.
Whenever there was trouble when I was away from home, I was shuffled to the nearest vehicle and then immediately brought back to the confines of my home. I was brought back to the confines of my own personal prison. I was not allowed to travel anywhere without an escort.
When I traveled, there were no
