I woke up the next morning, immediately feeling disgusted at how dirty and sticky my body felt. This was the first time Christopher hadn’t helped clean me up. I sleepily reached out for him, my heart lurching when my hand touched cold, empty sheets instead.

 

Shouldn’t communication be key to solving any problem? This was not going to work out if Christopher was so adamant about not talking to me and hearing me out.

 

closet and dug out the outfit I’d bought for him last time, setting it out on a chair for him. He’d always treasured this outfit and had only worn it once when we went out

door opening. “I picked out your clothes

out another set of clothes from the closet to change into. He swiftly got dressed and made

be coming home for

eventually snapped out of my daze and ran out after him, all I could see was the elevator doors slowly closing, barely providing me a glimpse

doors suddenly slid open again, and I brightened as I stepped closer to the elevator, thinking that Christopher had changed his mind. To my chagrin, a middle-aged woman also standing inside

 

at the floor. In the end, I couldn’t muster up the courage to get into the elevator, turning on

empty room made me rethink my decision. Why didn’t I get into that elevator? Why didn’t I try harder to explain myself to Christopher? We

house had been a gift from Christopher, who had bought it secretly using my identification documents. Whenever I found myself in danger, he was the one

 

colleague Mave was in the midst of organizing documents and files. She was a hardworking and serious young woman who always helped me out whenever I

cheerful smile when she spotted me walking in with breakfast. “That looks

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