Last night, Ale brought a tray of food with him when he returned. Till then I was wide awake and going through the duffel bag I prepared for here.
Unpacking had me feeling sick, I felt nausea. I wanted to go back to my country, my safe haven. I felt endangered here, knowing I am in his country, he can do whatever he wants with me, and no one will even stop him what if he kills me here? Who will tell my parents. I felt caged on just the first day, I don't know what I will do about the whole month I had to spend here.
I felt too tired yesterday to even talk to Ale but he had to tell me why he took me here. I got out of the silk covers. The room consisted of a giant four poster bed, bedside tables, a large screen right in front of the bed on the wall. The walls were painted cream with exq
