Third person's POV
She smiled brighter than she had in a very long time. She smiled so brightly that he was scared of what would happen if he couldn't help her. And his worst fears happened.
Arian got home after school and turns out her calculations were right. She was gonna be passed to the next man whore and he might turn out far worse than she thought. She wasn't sure what explanation to give as she walked through the familiar house to the place that's gonna be her new room for a week, but she hoped it had a door. Her granny had collected her after school and dropped her off here. No one was home but she had been directed to the room to stay and the key was under the doormat.
How typical.
