"You are so beautiful," his dirty voice falls on my eardrum as he whispered in my ear, slowly running his finger up and down on my cheek. The nightmare was going to begin; I was more upset about my little brain believing in having a happy ending. My mother was so happy when she learned we were going to be free, I had promised her that I will never let her cry a tear of pain ever again, but I don't even know how much she cried when they were torturing her. I closed my eyes in disgust when Lord George moved ahead and rubbed his lips on my cheek.
"Oh I have waited so long for this moment," placing his finger under my chin, he made me look his way and rubbed his lips over my lips. My body shuddered at the feeling of disgust, if only I knew his intentions, "now I see why my son is so fascinate
