"Are you that desperate for women?"
She carried me all the way to the hotel room, tossing me onto the bed without a shred of tenderness.
Her eyes were cold as ice.
I've been trapped in the same nightmare countless times.
Sickening gazes roaming up and down my body.
The middle-aged woman telling the director she's decided to adopt me.
I instinctively felt uncomfortable.
The director's face lit up with delight as he winked at me, hinting for me to agree.
Then the world plunged into darkness, and I couldn't move.
After that, the dream began to change.
When the middle-aged woman said she wanted to adopt me.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open.
The young girl carried me on her back as we scaled the orphanage wall, running far before stopping.
Evelina, who hadn't yet taken on the surname "Harrington", held me close and softly comforted me:
"Ethan, I won't let anyone bully you ever again."