“Chelly’s POV”
I bit my lower lip to control my tears. I freed my hand from his grip with a gentle pull. I turned around and started marching towards the main door.
Why did he bring me here? To embarrass me? Who was that lady? His bed warmer? Am I toy to play with? And why was she calling me a museum piece?
I know I don’t belong here. I am not at the same level as them, but that doesn’t give her any right to embarrass me.
I was not far from the exit door of the mall, a group of three women crossed my way giggling. Once they saw me, one of them added in a piteous voice, “ so this is the play boy’s new toy.” The other one wearing an orange stripped top squeaked and continued giggling.
I ceased my steps for a moment. When they exited from the mall, I started moving with tears in my eye
