It had been several days since I returned to Leonardo's care. Only a couple of days since I woke up in Leonardo's bed. Barely a week since I got the cast on my leg.
It seemed like an eternity.
Life had started to fall into a sort of pattern over these past days. Each day was oddly the same as the next. Leonardo would come and wake us up each night, take us to the mansion to clean, then walk us back to the barn to sleep during the day.
The other girls had fallen into this pattern, but I still found it unnerving.
The other girls had grown used to Leonardo's presence, but I still cowered in it.
The other girls accepted their fate, but I would not.
For the past week and everyday I was led back to the barn, I would try to talk to Bridgit and Jemma. I recalled our conversation the nig
