𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀
It had been a while since he left. I couldn't get myself to move, to get up from the floor. The fabric of his jacket felt so soft on my skin. Warm. I couldn't remember the last time I felt something so…so…comforting. I didn't want to move for fear that it might go away. That the feeling might disappear. It was a small gesture, and he probably didn't think anything about it. But to me, it was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for me in so long.
Do not be fooled by his kindness.
Do not hope.
To him, I was nothing more than I was to any of the others. He claimed me and even gave me a new name. Anna. Rebirth.
I was in a new place. Had a new master. A new name. After all these years, how was I supposed to wrap my head around all these new changes?
The door opened, and I found myself grabbing hold of the jacket, pulling it tighter around me while I remained bowed down on the floor.
Please don't take it.
