One particular message replayed in her mind like a haunting refrain. [Brother Cedric, please let me stay. I’m willing to do anything…]
The words were followed by a string of pitiful emojis, calculated to tug at his heartstrings.
At first, Cedric hadn’t replied. But Ophelia persisted, sending a heartfelt plea that spilled the misery of her past and the struggles she had faced since arriving in Cedar Ridge.
When no response came, Ophelia resorted to drastic measures. She sent Cedric a selfie taken in front of a mirror. In the photo, her body was bare, with only her hands modestly covering what was necessary. Her wide, innocent eyes gazed at the camera, dripping with a calculated mix of vulnerability and desperation.
[Brother Cedric, I’m still a virgin. Help me, and I’ll give myself to you…]
The silence didn’t last long. Cedric finally replied, his tone sharp yet wavering.
[Delete this right now. A girl should have self-respect!]