Emilia woke up on the uncomfortable twin mattress. Her back hurt, her bladder was protesting, and she was miserable. Shifting carefully, Emilia rubbed her belly to comfort her son. Sitting up, Emilia winced with every movement and looked as Cindy approached her cage.
As cheery as a little girl, Cindy skipped into the cage and chirped a good morning. "I hope you're hungry I have pancakes, fruit, and oj." Emilia took the plate of food gratefully and as she ate, Cindy hummed as she laid out more clothes for Emilia. She had set the factory up to be Emilia's makeshift prison. Her room was a cage she couldn't walk out of without getting electrocuted, her bed a mattress on the dirty floor, and her toilet a bucket in the corner.
Cindy brought her food and water when she was in a good mood and
