"You've lost everything, Chelsea, just because of selfishness, or let me say ignorance, Jaxtyn has given you a sack letter before even fully employing you as one of his strippers. Isn't that enough punishment to you?" Chelsea asked herself all these questions.
It felt like she was in bondage, like some kind of shackles stopped her from seeing the light that is in her.
"What kind of light can possibly be in me?" Chelsea asked chuckling.
The sounds of her own chuckle were bizarre to her ears as if she is not the one that had done so a minute ago.
Her life is slowly turning into a shadow of herself. Just the fact that she will have no money to complete whatever she has to do makes her sad. She thought of how depressed her father will be if she doesn't succeed in paying his debts. Well, not that it is her rights to pay for her father's sins, but then she needs to help the old man who is now sick.
