GILDA'S POV
I was shocked to hear the words that had poured out of his mouth. My hands were shaking, my body won't stop reacting to the message.
I felt I did not hear correctly, but I could not lie about that; I heard it so well. It was clear, I did not need an interpreter for it. There was no need for one.
I held the bed and just stared, too shocked to speak. Next, I felt the little girl's hands on my skin; it seemed like she was urging me to accept the offer, but it was too dangerous for me.
I did not spare her a glance because I was scared I might give in.
" I know you heard me, you heard what I asked of you," his voice came on again.
It was now clear that I was not dreaming or thinking things on my own.
" I can not do it," I finally made up my mind.
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