Getting back to my room, I fell on the bed, exhaustion washing over me. I could barely move my body. My stomach rumbled from hunger, as I had only had one meal for the entire day, which was so little.
Not able to move my body, I closed my eyes, and due to tiredness, I fell asleep.
I wasn’t sure how long I had been asleep when I felt the faint creak of the door. My eyes shot open, my heart pounding as my senses sharpened. At first, I thought I was imagining it, but then I saw the shadow. The faint glint of moonlight spilling through the tiny window illuminated the figure standing at the foot of my bed.
The slave master.
My breath hitched as fear rooted me to the spot. He stood there, smirking, his eyes raking over me like I was prey caught in his snare.
“What…what are you doing here?”
