Chapter 22 - SACRIFICES

I was done with eating, l had lost my appetite. I take the plate back to the kitchen and clear the eating space I had created. What if I was mad, by now I'm over it, but he doesn't need to know let him chew on it. I know he doesn't care about me, I am a bargaining chip, and deep down we both know that. It is more of a hostage exchange according to me. Bring me this for you to get that and that's it; I am that disposable, anytime I can get discarded.