In the next room, she hears them. The cries. The begging. The whimpers. She remembers her own first
In the next room, she hears them. The cries. The begging. The whimpers. She remembers her own first night after capture, so long ago. She does not listen. All she cares about is how much space she has. She dozes, reveling in luxury. Soon he will finish, and once more she will have to share her cage. -- source link
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