Mya kept her head down and didn’t dare to speak again. Fred put the money on her lap and said, ” This
is what I owe you. I don’t like owing people.”
“I’ll take it, just please don’t hurt me,” Mya replied, feeling flustered, and she quickly stuffed the
money into her bag.
Suddenly, a memory flashed in her mind, and a voice echoed, “Since you like eating so much, finish
this spoiled meal. If not, I’ll keep you locked up here like a dog. If you disobey, I’ll have
someone beat you to death.”
A buried memory rushed back, giving Mya a sharp pain in her head. For the rest of the car ride, Mya
stayed quiet and timid.
Fred noticed Mya’s change in behavior and gradually lost interest as the car became quiet. He
ordered, “Stop the car.”
When the car halted, Fred, growing impatient, lit a cigar. “Get out and grab a cab home.”
With a brief command, the car doors unlocked, and Mya, shaking a bit, quickly got out. Before she left,
Fred’s keen eyes spotted the money, untouched on the car seat.
Mya dashed into The Deli, her fleeing figure looking desperate, like she was being chased by a beast.
As she hurried, her hair bun came undone, and a pearl hairpin fell, later picked up by a
passerby and tossed into a nearby trash can.
All Mya knew was that she had escaped from the jaws of danger. As she walked into The Deli, the
amazing smell of food immediately caught her attention, making her forget all about what had
happened earlier.
‘There’s still plenty of time to get home before it gets dark,’ Mya reassured herself.
fare home, Mya found a cozy corner, sippin
After ordering more than thirty dollars’ worth of food and keeping just over ten dollars for the cab on her
lemon tea. What Mya didn’t realize was that
the black car parked on the street near The Deli hadn’t left. Fred was still in the car, his leg propped up,
tapping his finger thoughtfully, his gaze dark and deep, watching the carefree Mya
nearby.
Dining alone, Mya quickly devoured her meal once it arrived, earning disapproving looks from, fancy
ladies at a nearby table. They snickered, saying, “Look at her, she’s eating like there’s no
“Who knows where this bumpkin came from, never seen the world.”
Hearing their remarks, Mya slowed down and lowered her head.
“Wow, look at this pig. She even understands human language. Just like my pet dog, plump and
cute.”
One of the ladies, with bangs framing her doll-like face, chuckled, “But not as obedient as my Belle. At
least a dog knows to keep up appearances when outside.”
With that, the three other women at the same table who had held back their laughter laughed out
loud.
Mya kept her head so low while eating that it almost touched her food, choosing not to respond to
the teasing.
“Hey, considering your size, you sure three dishes are enough for you?” one of them joked.
Another person joined in, “Want us to share our leftovers with you?”
But little did they know, Fred saw everything. He was good at understanding what people said just by
watching their lips. So, every word they said was as clear to him as if they shouted it. He thought Mya
would react, but surprisingly, she stayed quiet and didn’t stand up for herself.
After that, one of them called the server. The server came up and asked, ‘Hi, how can I help you
today?’
The lady requested, “Can you ask that girl to leave? She’s spoiling our appetite.”
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