She was going crazy in here without any stimulation. It felt like hours since Zee had left, leaving her to wonder what the hell had happened. Suddenly she halted. Something Mr. X had said came reeling back to her. He’d mentioned it being her last night with him. Had she been sold? This wasn’t supposed to happen. Per her contract from The Run, he was to release her on her own recognizance. She’d silently wished to be rid of him since they day he’d tagged her but now she found herself in a situation that could turn out to be infinitely worse. She sank to the floor, feeling defeated by the unknown. Tori wasn’t sure how long she lay there but she was pulled out of her temporary misery when the sound of the door opening indicated she was no longer alone. She looked up to see a young girl wearing a green sarong, with song black hair. The girl, who didn’t look a day over sixteen, definitely wasn’t as intimidating as Zee. “Rose, I’m Shia. I’ll be assisting in your grooming.”
