Chapter 7 Toddy

• Ella
• I wake up in this fancy room, sunlight peeking through fancy curtains. It's a room meant for someone else, not me. Every day I’m reminded of the fact that I am a slave who does not even know her fate.
• Getting someone horny only to ask them to get out is a low blow even for him. I hate him so much it pains me. Sitting up I think of what my grandparents are thinking of. Maybe I should have listened and never left. But what did that man mean when he said I was here because of them?