Chapter 94
Writer's POV
Dora walked into her room, falling tiredly onto the bed.
This was literally the third office she'd visited, but all of them had turned her down.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she remembered how everything happened.
How they used her and dumped her to suffer, and everything.
"They will pay for all they did to me!" she lamented.
"What can you do, or what do you plan on doing?" she heard a voice behind her, and she quickly jumped down from her bed to look at who had just spoken.
"Who are you, and how did you get in here?" She quickly turned on the light.
"Someone you've been dying to see," Henry blurted, getting up from the chair behind the bed.
"How did you get in here, and what are you doing here?" she questioned angrily.
"Aren't you expecting to see me?
