LORRAINE'S P.O.V.
"I said, what's your name.?
I heard the man ask, this time I was sure he asked for my name. No one has ever bothered to know my name. I was either called a slave or a slut which had over powered my real name.
I looked at the man, tears rolled down my eyes, flowing heavily without control. I tried to open my mouth but I couldn't find words. It felt as if I had forgotten my name as I couldn't utter a word. The more I tried to say something the more tears flowed uncontrollably.
My eyes felt blurry from so many tears gushing out my eyes. I couldn't believe someone would ask for my name.
"Lorr....ai.....ne, my .....name...is...Lorraine."
I managed to say with more tears flowing freely like a bird flying in the air."
"Lorraine, that's a sweet name."
The man said while smiling.
I don't know what's going on, why the man was asking for my name but the hope and life that has long gone came back to me.
