"Eat."
The food that was placed in front of me astounded me. As he sat in front of me, I observed him. I have no idea where I am, but the tears won't stop. There is so much rage running through my mind. I wanted to hurl the food that had been brought to me at him. I don't have the appetite, but the food seems expensive. I was at a loss for words as I tried to take it all in.
A while ago I was still at our house, pleading with my father to spare me, and now I'm here. That must be what it costs me, then. My father can't let go of the idea of paying $50 million for a lifetime s*x slave. That's a lot.
"Papa, please say no!" I begged my father as he signed a piece of paper that the man had given him.
A cold s***h of a check was handed to my father immediately after he signed every
