While she planned the important changes she needed to make to her appearance, Aries finally fell into a deep sleep. It took her a long time to doze off on this huge, soft bed because it felt somewhat empty—a bit too large for her alone.
But as she succumbed to sleep and the night grew deeper, Aries was haunted by memories of her painful past.
Blinking until her vision cleared, her emaciated hand grasped the metal bars of the cage she was trapped in. Within a square enclosure, just large enough for her to fit with her body curled up, she shivered as the cold draft in the room caressed her slender ankles.
How long had it been since she had been put into this cramped cage, forced to stay crouched? Her gaze fell to the floor, where leftovers lay scattered on the concrete.
They treated her like a dog, yet she no longer felt anything. She brought a grain of rice to her lips, hoping to prolong her life.
