Natalia:
Madeline didn’t answer right away.
And for a moment, I had wished that I did not ask her the question. For a moment I found myself debating on why I did. Truth be told, I did not know what to expect.
She just stared at me like she was trying to decide whether I could handle the truth or if I was still too new, too fragile. I was, but I needed to know what I got into. I needed to know what my father sold me into, and though he did not care, I did. I was scared for my life. I was scared for what was to come. And I knew that no one was going to help.
“It is not my place to answer such a question.” Madeline said, looking away from me.
“I know, and I'm not asking you to cross your place, but I need to know I was drawn here. I don't know anything here. I don't know who to speak to
