Ella’s POV
If this is a nightmare, I hope I can wake up as soon as possible.
However, the cold touch on my wrist shattered my imagination and reminded me that everything that happened was real.
I was injected with tranquilizers and was put in a car while I was drowsy.
"Mr. Ronald, this is her physical information. As you know, we no longer allow returns after the goods are sold." A man said.
"I understand." The other man replied with a smile.
Through the fog in my brain, I could feel anger at the words even as I hoped that it was a dream. Was I the one being likened to a good sold? They must be crazy. I was too conscious of the mess that I was in that I didn't have time to think of the death of the coachman as I had for the past few days.
I sniffled, trying to breathe but it was har
