He continued to smoke on his cigarette, the corners of his mouth curling upwards into a smirk.
I drew out a deep breath that I didn't know I was holding, shaking and convulsing, doing my best to keep my composure, and keep myself together.
"P – please..." I whispered uneasily. "I really need to get home."
"By the looks of your feet, it doesn't seem like you have a home," the other man commented, shooting me a look of disgust, as he stared at my bare, dirty feet.
He let out a low chuckle, and the other man rolled his eyes sarcastically.
I could feel my insides twist into knots, feeling eaten alive with shame and humiliation.
I hated how other people thought that they were better than people like me, just because they had more money, or status.
It was how good of a person you were, that truly mattered.
But materialistic people like these men would never understand that...
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Trafficked: A Dark Organized Crime Kidnapping Thriller/Romance
Mystery / ThrillerLily lives in a refugee camp with her mother and father. One day, her father is approached by some men offering him work. He takes up the offer in the hope to provide for his family, but Lily never sees him again. Soon later, her mother is shot dead...
