When Sheri opens her eyes. She immediately closes her mouth and catches her breath. She is in a cold river. Her frail body felt weak, nevertheless, she desperately tried to swim upwards. But when she frantically tried to go up. Her foot was tangled with the pond weeds. She holds her breath longer, but she is already in her last oxygen.
She keeps on moving and kicking and suddenly a man reached toward her and grab her in her waist. He hauls her above the shore. Making Sheri gasp a large amount of air.
"Are you alright." A deep concern voice speaks. She keeps on holding onto him while recovering her breath until she fainted.
When Sheri waked up. She looked at her room. Her head is spinning while looking at the wooden bed and silk hanging all over.
"This is clearly a brutal abuse," Sheri
