Chapter 17

They found her crouched in one corner close to the little stream. She had cried to sleep. The cool breeze was at work

They carried her off to the car and left.

Clinton was still sitting in the couch when they got home. She came back looking like a dead corpse.

He finished up the wine and went to bed lying next to her.

If only his kids were not involved, he wouldn't have had her in his room. The doctor suggested that someone should be close to her always at night to know what she needs and when she needs it. Incase if she can't call out for help.

....in the morning,

She turned around on the bed and opened her eyes gradually. She found herself in his room. How did she get here?

She turned to sit up and saw Clinton on a chair facing her.

Good morning..she was fully awake now

Where were you last night?..he asked ignoring the greeting

She looked at him dazed for a while as she processed all that happened yesterday in her head.

Where you found me..

He smirked and chewed on his lips. Youve got guts now huh? What were you doing there by that time?

He was getting angry. And she noticed that but she was done pleading for mercy. Whatever it was he wanted to do to her, he should go on with it. She had reached last night to give up on the fight and see what the future has for her

Why do you care? It's none of your business.. she said with a tone of finality

Look here..he said holding her neck as if to choke her..I'm trying real hard to keep my cool but you had best tried to not pull my legs,else ..

What?.. she barked

He pursed his lips for a while nodding his head to suppress the anger rising within him.. you want to try me right? Ive seen youve grown wings, you aren't afraid anymore

Afraid of what? Of dying? Do I look alive to you? Is it of being beaten by you? Is that not what you are doing, have been doing and want to do? What is it you want to do that you haven't done before.. she spread her hands in the air as if to say, beat me. I've been molested,beaten, humiliated, Ive lost my sanity..she dragged her hair. I've lost my dignity. What else is there to lose? ..streams of tears were already flowing down her eyes

He looked at her for a while and left the room immediately..

She stayed up until Clinton left. She came down and had her breakfast. After that, she strolled into one of the rooms. It looked like a study. She used her finger to trace all the books on the shelf until her eyes fell on one book. It was looking roughly new. She picked it up and some things fell off the book. She bent low to pick it up and had a shocked impression