Chapter 48 If there is no culprit, everyone is a suspect!

I am face down on the dirty mattress where I sleep, not only my body is sad, but also my dignity and my heart, the tears do not stop running down my cheeks, but at least I had a feeling of satisfaction: She hadn't let Christopher kill that girl. As strange as it seemed, I felt a degree of compassion for her, of course, the one that she did not feel for me, because she did not care at all what was happening with me, after that terrible moment, where her life was in danger and I risked mine to save hers, after she woke up, she simply stared at me, she didn't even thank me, she just adjusted her clothes, got up as if nothing had happened and again left me lying there, without any I repair, without any hope, without any relief. I think a couple more days passed, she only opened the door quickly once a day, left me something to eat and disappeared again, I was living in the most precarious conditions that any human being could live, I didn't know how much time I had left To withstand thes