Chapter 29

- His voice was full of pain and he gasped. "Oh God, I'm sorry. You shouldn't say that. Thank you for your hard work." "that". I muttered as I poured more brandy into the brandy glass. "Where is the toilet?" I asked as I stood up from my chair, he pointed at me and I left with a drink and a blanket. I just needed some alone time to sort things out. I was poor, homeless and didn't want to stay here. I closed the door, sat down on the shiny tile floor, buried my face in my hands, and took a deep breath. My head wouldn't stop pounding and I gave him several drinks to distract me it was My heart hurts even more because I don't want to think about it. I felt tears welling up in my eyes, blinking and pulling my knees to my chest. Did I ever get his attention? I trusted him, loved him, and began to believe in him. The knock on the door snapped me out of my mind. - Hey, are you okay? I cleared my throat to answer. "Yes". "Let me know if you need anything, Chloe." "sure." I heard he