A rush of gratitude filled me once again for being sold to such a strange, but moral man. My fate could’ve been so, so much worse. I was eternally lucky. He chuckled; the sound resonated in my ear, making my world right again. “No. I wished I never said you’d work for me. I’d rather keep you chained and subservient to me at home.” I laughed, and the last of my apprehension melted away. Q wanted me, Q would protect me, and eventually Q would love me. Me, the girl with nothing but a broken mind.
