Chapter 20 Mae

• While I was still pacing around, the door handle turned and a woman walked in with a tray in hand. It was the same woman from the last time I was in this room. It was the maid bringing my meal.
• She paused when she saw that it was me she was about to serve. I could read the thoughts of her mind through her expression. She was sad to see me again, in this same room, not coming to help her but rather back without a choice.
• Normally in a situation like this, I would feel ashamed but I wasn't. No, I wasn't ashamed, I was just hurt, and angry too. I was hurt that I had told her I would get help for her and the other girls but came back to possibly be one of them. And then, I was angry. I was angry at Omar. I was angry at Leo. I was angry at my fucked up self.