RENEE

I shut the door blindly behind me, my hands groping in the dim space as I desperately searched for the bulb switch.

I was home finally. After a long hectic day of scrubbing tables, serving dishes, and avoiding the hooded stares of leech-looking men, I was now in my abode.

The little apartment I shared with Nicole.

With a sigh, I tossed my handbag on the small couch and walked straight to the kitchen, where I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and popped the can open.

With ...