"Miss, you look very sad," Julie said, her eyes filled with innocence and compassion. These past few days, it had been Julie who took care of her, and the two of them had formed a sort of intimate relationship.
Julie was a naive and adorable girl, a pity though that she wasn't in control of her own fate and had ended up in this den of evil.
She was Hungarian, sold by human traffickers. Nikola had bought her at an auction on a ship and brought her back to France. Back then, Julie was a pure and untainted girl, but now she was tortured and extremely cautious.
"It feels like I'm going to be trapped in this hellish place for my entire life."
Tears fell from Julie's eyes, "Miss, it's all our fault, dragging you down with us."
"It has nothing to do with you!"
How could it be related to you?
"Julie, you can't carry the burden of others' mistakes on your own shoulders," she said.
Julie nodded, not fully understanding.
