The Slave Speaks Chapter 1
EVERYTHING IN THIS STORY IS PURELY FICTION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO reality IS COINCIDENTAL. I opened my eyes but quickly closed them. It was bright. It brought on much confusion when I realized I was not in my dimly-lit apartment. "Oh, she's awake." I heard someone murmur dissatisfiedly. "Hush, Liz. I know she's not what you wanted, but--" she cut off when I sat up. "What's going on?" I asked, confused. The two women looked at each other. One was tall and slim, but not skinny. Her green eyes...
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