"Why have you bothered to bring me here, El?”
“Are you crazy? Of course, I don't want you to die inside my mansion,” he answered.
I laughed sarcastically in a lower pitch. I looked at the door, sneaking to the little glass part of it.
“That's far from what you really want, El.”
“What's funny?”
I suddenly felt how a little pain in my veins demanded my attention. There was a needle in it, which served as an instrument to make the liquid from the container above my head travel to every branch of my veins.
“I thought I would never see the outside world again. Well, I think it's a good idea to starve myself so that I will collapse and you will bring me to the outside world, El.”
“If it was me, I wouldn't bring you here, but the maids rattled off to know that you collapsed.”
“They were
