"Sangua City," Lisa thought for a moment, tapping her chin, "If that sounds familiar, how about we head to my place after the shift ends? We can …" She wiggled her brows, but Aniya could still feel the stinging of Valerie's slap on her cheek.
"I don't think so I can…" she hesitated, "last time when I stayed, Mom didn't like it."
She could feel Lisa's eyes on her face but thankfully she didn't interrogate her further, nor she tried to push her for any explanations.
"If you want freedom," Lisa's voice dropped to a whisper, "then you have to do something about it, Aniya," she went to the bathroom mirror and grabbed a comb. She needed to start working on the ends of her braided hair-tail, "Ever seen a frog left to die in boiling water?" Lisa asked her casually without looking at her, "You know what it does?"
Aniya didn't reply, not certain where this was going.
