Fearless Heart

tle over thirty when it was painted, he had a serious countenance, his square face, with a perfect goatee, his eyes They

hem, checking for a s

perfect, I feel a strong shiver run through my body, so I move

curious to know her story "what are you doing here? It doesn't seem like you're obligated." I as

a servant of many" she replied, putting on a red, velvety dress, w

I turn around and come face to face with Bia, holding a whi

ing reluctant, Bia has a bad habit of hitting me wh

ublic, and I head to the changing table, where I calml

nd give in to Bia's last request and then never see her again, running awa

d mirror, with a hand-carved wooden frame, the piece is al

ands over my body, quickly touching my

lder at my butt and feel my face flush. "When did I gro

part of my body, something I don't know, but I

my big blue eyes, and a wild, go

ecause I have the impression that I see a woman wh

my body, I believe it is the place and t

ll does she think I am?" I wonder looking at that "a type of nymphet?" I get irritated by the bow, the clothes

indignantly, I'm a woman rea

rebellious strand that insists on staying in my face, she holds my chin, lifts my face

being Bia, who is now applying pink lipstick to my lips, and powder to

's not finished, but I can feel from her stinky smell, that her mood has changed

a wide smile and a painful look, probably because sh

g the compassion

one place, the women are gathering and I realize that in eighteen

t for my mother and some uncles, I walk into the hallway

chest, beating so hard that it takes the air out of me, while I l

so many odors that I can't distinguish, I feel unwell. Lost in k

looks, an old man with gray hair, a hunched body,

ld myself for leaving the real objective as

being separated from their caregivers, I can finally breat

l who was with me in the roo

aybe if neither of them are chosen, she can get me a job at the brothel where

at the place is well guarded, on one side we are in a line leaning against the wall, on the other, guards of all kinds

to escape, but

sports me, "what is this?" I fe