I was confused whether she was telling me to leave or come back after closing door. I locked the door from inside and came back to her room. She was s...ill on her bed. I sat beside her.M: I am so sorry. Please forgive me.She didn’t say anything.M: please say somethingShe got up from bed and sat next to meS: do u love me?M: what?S: don’t you get it?M: yes I do. I love u a lot.Hearing this she planted a kiss on my lips. I was stunned as I was in a dream. Her voice bought me back.S: I know you had. You can't believe what it's like here,I never get any company as Mum and Dad are so strict. I know they want thebest for me but it's really boring." Haven't you finished your exams like me?" "Oh yes, A-Levels, are finished but they're well ahead of that, a good resultis taken for granted. I'm expected to study towards the medical course I've anoffer for." 'I'll have to be careful here,' thought Gerry, base things on enough truth notto get in a tangle but remember how you really are. "Wow,. ” I twisted my wrist, using the pain to get my train of thought back on track. Reassessing the locations of the slavers on the other side of the door, I made a plan. After dropping my pack, I pulled out the breaching charge and detonator. Meeting Nadine’s eyes, “Nevermind, that was an idle thought stuck in my brain.” I looked at my lover and our friend, “This charge will destroy the door and discombobulate anyone within several yards, hopefully killing a few for us. Once I push through the. They saw the way Christina's mother treated the baby and followed her lead. Sylvia fed the child, or at least she remembered to do so most days, but other than that, she left her to her own devices as long as she was quiet. When the girls, and every now and then Sylvia herself, had a client over, Christina was shoved into a closet with a filthy blanket and beaten if she made a sound.When Christina was five, a wretched, filthy, half-starved child, one of Sylvia's clients caught sight of her. He.