PAIN BEHIND THE BEAUTIFUL FACE
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Amahle's pov
I nodded, tears streaming down my face. The slap had left a burning sensation on my cheek, and I could feel my eye starting to swell.
Xolani's expression didn't change, but he seemed to relax a little, his shoulders easing back.
"Good," he said, his voice still cold and menacing. "I'm glad we understand each other."
He turned and walked away, leaving me standing alone in the small, dingy room. I felt a wave of despair wash over me, and I slumped down onto the bed, burying my face in my hands.
How was I going to get out of here?