“Lilia! We are sorry but this week, you will be leaving us. Pack your things, empty your room and leave this island, as per tonight.”
Martha announced in an extremely made up yet potentially sad tone, making sure that if not everybody in the room at least, Althea would believe it and she did, with the way Lilia threw her head down on the ground and walked out of the room, after dropping back her apron, was quite believable to Althea that the girl was hurt about having to leave the island.
But the reality was far away from what Althea believed in, or at least what she was being made believe in.
The girl Lilia, darked skin, skinny to the bone, tall and curly haired, danced all the way to her room, as she took her pre-packed bag that she had already prepared at the beginning of the week,
