I woke up after what seemed like a really long sleep. My head burned, and my whole body ached. Yes, it happened.
My mind drifted back to what happened between Ezra and me, how Ezra heartlessly flogged me and maltreated me like nothing.
I looked down at my now covered body. I was no longer naked. I was wearing new slave clothes.
Being naked was not my problem at all, but losing my baby? I will die if I discover something happened to my baby. The way I am treated here is enough to cause a miscarriage. Just within twenty four hours, if I remember well, I have suffered more than a ten year old slave, if that sounds realistic.
I looked down at my belly as I rubbed it, letting tears flow freely from my eyes. I am going through hell here, and I do not think I can stay here any longer.
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