MONALISA

I had stopped yelling and screaming my lungs out by the time I was being carried off into a room by the man who had forcefully carried me on his shoulders.

My hands had been tied to prevent me from hitting him anymore than I had already done. I was lowered to the floor and immediately my foot was planted to the floor, he began loosening the rope tying my hands.

Irene walked into the room after us and stood a few steps away from where my ropes were being ...