As the car fell into a heavy silence, Precious found herself delving deep into the thoughts about what Veronica had just explained. Edgar's intentions were far from pure, and Precious couldn't determine if she was prepared to face them.
Precious wished she could confide in her father about the seriousness of Edgar's desire to have her in his bed and explore every inch of her.
Veronica, sensing Precious's turmoil, began to hum softly in the car. Precious was caught in a cycle of overthinking, unable to shake off the unsettling idea of Edgar's motives. Despite the contemplation, she couldn't envision herself giving in to his advances. He may not have been old, but she had no liking for her master.
