As Alexander busily paces back and forth, Casandra sits cross-legged on the bed, observing him. She is unsure of what to do. She doesn't even consider speaking to Alexander since they never exchange words, except for important matters. Casandra doesn't want to hurt herself by engaging in a conversation with Alexander, as he would only belittle her.
Instead of getting hurt, it's better to stay silent, right?
"Now you call Mama!" Alexander approaches Casandra. "Tell her I'm done."
Casandra's face lifts up. "But, Sir..."
"But what? Don't you want to? Whether you like it or not, you have to, so I can get out of here! As you know, my life is filled with work, unlike you, a village girl with nothing, let alone a future."
"Yes, Sir, yes. I know I'm just a village girl with no future and a hi
