Betty’s P.O.V.
I looked at the signboard of that shabby motel. It was already dark outside and I really didn’t know where I was right now. I needed someplace to spend the night. I was too scared to be alone on the road. I went inside and found a middle-aged man behind the reception desk. He was smoking and the smoke made me cough harder. “I am sorry, sweety… I didn’t know that you are standing here”, he said in with a sweet smile on his lips but I could see his eyes reeking all over my body. I hugged myself tightly and then went near to the desk.
“Can I get a room for tonight?” I asked him in a hoarse voice. Since I left the apartment, I had been doing the only thing and that was crying. Suddenly his face went cold and he knitted his brows on me. I felt a chill passed through my spine an
