Chapter 7. Humiliated

It’s been six days since I was brought here and kept in this room with no answers as to why the life I knew was snatched away from me suddenly.

It’s been seven days since I last put a meal in my mouth, which meant I was not capable of standing on my own for long.

I’ve rejected every single food they brought to me, and I was honestly surprised they kept the meals coming. They were always here to also clean up my mess day after day, but I won’t be stupid enough to think they are nice people. 

I noticed that they never sent the same person twice, and all of them had been ordered not to talk to me, no matter the situation. They came, dropped the food and came back in ten minutes to clean up the mess after I would angrily throw out the food they would give me. 

I was starting to feel bad for the people who had to clean my mess, like the young girl currently cleaning the soup I had spilt a few minutes earlier. There was irritation on her face as she cleaned, but