Chapter Nine
I’ve been in the compound for nearly a year now. Every day, I lose more of the woman I used to be and become more of the slave. Broc’s logic is gaining on the ‘better angels’ of my nature. It’s a better system to think the way he does, and better for my sanity. Maybe this is why these mavens of slavery have their one-year rule. Maybe it’s a given that by the time the year is over every woman is broken, and slavery becomes natural.
Even Red has succumbed. Though, I’ve seen her little these last few months, I know that her indoctrination has been as severe as mine has. She takes her training from Tahli, personally. She’s a special case—maybe, it’s just that Tahli is in love with her. Love or not, she’ll be sold to the highest bidder at the next auction.
I think a lot about
