CULTURE
After that horrendous incident, Daniel tried to reach out to me. He was beaten to bits by Darren but he was still stubborn enough to seek me. I, on the other hand, was threatened to the point that I had to think a billion times before making my move. I was owned by Darren, solely. At least that was what he told me. That was what was meant by that black card. I could barely get away from his sharp eyes. From an understanding brother to a bully, he was showing me his different shades.
"Did he even know how much I was hurting?"
"Did he even have a heart?" He was heartless! Emotionless. He was the devil.
Being his slave was already enough punishment for me. I had successfully coped for a week as his slave. And I had only 4 weeks more to suffer. I could have easily sustained the h
