Seeing the two human traffickers meet such a fate filled me with satisfaction.
Not only had Willie and his wife unknowingly lost the money they spent on buying me as a child bride, but their eldest brother and Uncle had also gained wives—whether they wanted to or not. They showered me with praise, calling me the Conrad Family's lucky star, marveling at my cleverness.
Aside from forbidding me from leaving, they treated me fairly well. I spent my days following Simon, calling him "Brother" and playing with him. The fool adored me. Ever since he learned I was his future wife, he would give me all the chicken legs from the meals his parents prepared to nourish his body.
Later, I discovered that Rosemary and Sally weren’t as fortunate.
Tied up day after day, they became Erick and Daryl’s playthings, their anger and frustration taken out on them. Within half a year, Rosemary was pregnant. The poetic justice of it all only deepened my satisfaction—those vile traffickers were finally experiencing the very suffering they had inflicted on others.