What did she say?
Dante?
Who is Dante?
I’ve heard that name before. But where?
It's you!Claims a distant voice inside my head.
I don't know why my body starts shaking again, an uncontrollable anger takes over me. I get closer to her, but I don't touch her, I'm afraid of leaving marks on her skin, more than she already has.
“What did you say!?” my anger takes control and I shout at her. “Why did you call me that, pet? Who are you?!” Could she be a cop? CIA? God, I don't understand.
My head hurts.
The slave's eyes stare at me with defiance. But then she tilts her head. Glancing at the other slaves, they all seem terrified, as they should, because of my outburst.
I don't have to use my eyes to know that someone is about to open the door, I can hear footsteps approaching us.
I quickly take a few steps back, putting some distance between us, before the door is finally open and her master enters the room. The man walks straight towards her, I’ve never seen a master so eager to pick up his slave. As soon as he sees me his expression changes from relaxed to agitated like somehow, he knows I was about to burst. His lips pressing together and his eyebrows narrowing. Surely he will demand for me to be reprimanded for what I just did.
You're such an idiot, Magno!
He holds his slave in a possessive and intimate way, looking over her body, trying to find marks of any kind.
Dante...Dante...
I keep repeating that name in my mind.
The master looks at me with hard infuriated eyes, but quickly softens.
This man looks familiar to me. Perhaps he’s a celebrity? We get plenty of those.
Dreading he will tell on me, I lower my gaze and I walk farther away from both of them. I can see them having some kind of silent conversation with their eyes.
Just as Amira and I do.
The man pulls her leash and takes her away from her, but she turns and looks over her shoulder one last time before exiting the room. It feels like she is trying to tell me something; she mouths something, but I’m unable to understand what she is trying to say.
I feel worried but...relieved.
Who are they and how were they able to tear down my walls so quickly?
Why do I feel so vulnerable? I don't understand what's going on, but I have a feeling and that feeling tells me tonight will not be like any other.
