The heat of his body pressed against her and the warmth from his breath tickled her ear.

“Are you scared?” he asked.

His hot breath lingered near her ear, making her shiver and scared to speak. Dolores Flores sensed that the man was holding himself back, his deep voice thick with desire. “It’s still not too late to change your mind.”

Dolores clenched her fists and shook her head nervously. “No, I want this.”

She was in the prime of her life. And yet…

The man leaned forward and his lips brushed the side of her neck. “Good.”

*****

Her night was long and excruciating.

When the man finally got up and went to the bathroom in the latter half of the night, Dolores dragged her exhausted body out of bed. She struggled into her clothes and walked out of the room without a second glance.

The middle-aged woman who introduced Dolores to the business sat on a sofa in the hotel lobby. Seeing Dolores exiting the elevator, the woman stood and handed Dolores a black plastic bag.

“Here’s your payment.”

Without more than a second’s hesitation, Dolores snatched the bag out of the woman’s hand. Giving a curt nod in thanks, Dolores hurried out of the hotel, having forgotten the pain she felt in the lower half of her body. She only wanted to reach the hospital as fast as possible.

The sky was just beginning to show the first rays of light, and the hospital hallway was quiet. Two stretchers were sitting outside of the operating room. Since the two hadn’t the money upfront for the operation, the bodies on the stretchers were still waiting outside, needing a miracle.

Dolores’s heart ached as she approached the two of them.

on the lump in her throat as she spoke. “I have the money. Please save my mom and brother…” she pleaded, handing the money in the

glance at it and asked a nurse to count the sum. Only after he was certain all

them leaving her brother in the hallway, Dolores grabbed the doctor’s arms and

sighed. “I’m sorry; it’s

someone had taken a searing hot blade, stabbed her in the chest, and twisted it mercilessly. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed on the ground, the world around her fading to

He sent them to a foreign strange country, not even caring that his wife was pregnant with their

brother was born soon afterward and he was diagnosed with autism when he was three. They’d been living paycheck to paycheck during that time and her brother’s condition made their life harder, though Dolores loved her brother too much to care. She and her mother worked odd jobs to make ends meet, and then a car accident had taken everything Dolores loved in an instant, leaving her alone in an unfriendly foreign country and without a single penny to her name. She was forced to go against everything she was taught and sell herself. And yet, she was still unable to

uncomfortable and perhaps make it difficult to breathe. For others, it might only make them feel the sky looked gloomy, yet they only had to accept

discovering the death of her son, she had gone crazy. It was

still here,

the edge of her bed. Dolores knew she missed her son. If

had to take care of her mother, she was expelled from school, but Dolores

*****

was familiar with. Although it had been eight years, she still remembered watching her father forcing

promised to let your child marry hers when they grew up. It was you who

do you mean? Randolph, you’re not talking about Matthew

Had he lost his mind? First, he dumped her and her daughter in a terrible place, never paying them anymore mind, and now he was insisting her marry off her

your best friend’s son. He was raised well and you know their family status. Marrying the two

a dignifying and charming look. However, he had recently been bitten by a venomous snake while on a business trip abroad and was paralyzed. Because of his condition, he could no longer take care of himself, let alone live alone. The woman who married him would become a

hand. “I’ll do it,” she said, her appearance startling the two before

he hadn’t

was still a ten-year-old kid. Now, she was all grown up. She had pale skin and she was extremely underweight. Her face seemed small, like she was being pulled into herself. She seemed as if her body hadn’t been able to fully develop. She was nowhere

too bad to let her marry a cripple who couldn’t have sex. Having thought of this, his

out with

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