We dropped the heavy garbage in the container, and I took some breath because of the rare exercise… turning around to see him with a pole… which I couldn't ask if it was also to be thrown away since it hit my head knocking me out to welcome those horrible months.
… that's why… this agreement was too cruel if it came from the gods…
Because now I could see… what I was in his hands and what that place I was in… looked like.
"WHY ARE YOU FIGHTING?! WHY CAN'T YOU SHUT UP AND DO WHAT I WANT YOU TO??!!"
"COUGH! HW AGH! FH..!"
'….'
"YOU MADE ME DO THIS ELIZABETH!!"
It was a dirty wooden room… that much I did know… but now I learned there were cameras that filmed me… and I could see his face this time… so clearly while hitting and making me vomit and bleed from the hits and kicks…
"YOU MADE ME DO THIS~!!"
