I was mistreated by my stepmother and stepsister, who suggested I be sent to Europe to study after they grew tired of using me. After two months, I was forgotten and suffered alone for 15 years.
I later found out from my mother's lawyer that my stepsister was now the next of kin for my late mother's company.
"Ohh, I'm sorry!" a waitress exclaimed as she bumped into me, bringing me back to reality.
“It's fine” I continue to sip my drink
I stood up from the bar stand chair, ready to relax in the headboard chair, my glass of drink in hand.
I didn't notice it was bubbling as I took more sips. When I glanced at the time, it was already past 11.
“time really flies,” I blunted out, feeling the warmth of the drink wash over me.
As I stood up, my head spun, and I noticed strange men watching me. Panic surged through me, and I tried to find a hotel suite to lock myself in, but everything became blurry.
I turned and saw I was being followed by the men I saw, so I started running. Suddenly, I stumbled and fell, hitting my knee on the marble tiles.
"Sweetie, why are you running from daddy? Come here; daddy would treat you well for the night!"
"Let go of me!" I bit the man's hand as I tried to stand.