HIDDEN PLAN
I nod, getting the hidden message in her words. We both know that "protection" in our world really means control, dressed up as family care.
"I'm sorry," I say quietly, fully aware that my words fall short.
Sandra shrugs again, a touch of resignation in her tone. "It is what it is. You know that as well as I do."
I let out a bitter laugh, the sound echoing hollowly in the fancy room. "Yeah," I reply, because what else can I say? We're both stuck in the same golden cage.
"Well... we could come up with a plan, you know, to free ourselves from this. Honestly, I don't want to get married yet, and you're far too young to marry someone so ruthless." Sandra said
She glanced around nervously before whispering, "I feel the same way... but we have to be careful. We can't just run
