She thought about a lot of things that night—things about her past and things about her future. She couldn't bear to live a life like that and she didn't want to stay in that shabby place every day. So that, she needed to think of a way to get herself out of that kind of life.
'But what can I do?' she asked herself but failed to get an answer.
These questions kept her awake. She didn't get to sleep until the sun was about to rise. The phone beside her pillow let out a weak light, which disappeared as the sun shone into her room.
But she didn't sleep for so long. She was soon woken up by the noise outside of her window. It was the old people who lived nearby getting up to exercise. She didn't like that she was woken up after having slept so little so she threw her pillow off the bed and decided to get up, clearly angry.
At the prison
Leila went to visit Jim like she promised. As she expected, she didn't quite enjoy the visit. The minute they saw each other, they scowled at one another.
"Why did you ask me to come? What do you want?" Leila asked. She was talking with Jim through a phone, and there was glass between them.
"I'm having a hard time here. I get beaten up all the time for no reason. I'd like you to pay off the prison guards and ask them to be nice to me and make my life in here easier," Jim said.
However, Leila didn't give a damn about Jim getting beaten up. She thought Jim must be insane to call her for help. 'I'll be the first person to celebrate his suffering. What's wrong with him? Why would he think I'd be willing to help him?' Leila thought to herself.
She scowled on him inside, 'Has he forgotten all of the things that he did to me?' She looked at him in disgust.
"I have no money," she said as she shrugged her shoulders, like she was helpless and couldn't do anything at all.
She really didn't have any money. When she left the Lu family, Melissa gave her a credit card. When she checked the amount in it, she saw that there was very little money in it just enough to rent her the small, shabby room she was staying in.
Although she had some of her own money saved up, she didn't want to use it unless it was really an emergency.
Jim knew that she really didn't want to help him but this didn't faze him. He spoke slowly. "Leila, are you forgetting that I know some things about you? Things that only I know about."
Jim stared Leila down as if threatening her. She felt as if something was twisting inside her—worry crept up to her.
Jim continued, "Leila, think about it. If something happens to me when I'm back inside there. I can easily tell anyone all that I know. I don't have anything to lose. So as I'm taking my last breath, I'll be sure to tell anyone who's listening all about you. I know a lot about you. How you hired me to kidnap that girl from the Lu family and how we slept with each other over and over again."
All the color from Leila's face flushed out—she was white as a sheet. She started to tremble as she grabbed the earpiece. When Jim saw the fear take over Leila, he grinned. "But if you're willing to help me, I won't do any of that. If I don't die and eventually get the hell out of this place, all your secrets are safe with me. How about that? That seems fair to me."
Leila knew that she didn't have a choice.
All she could do was accept it. She was so angry that she wanted to beat Jim up. She hated being threatened.
Jim was satisfied so he let Leila go. Just as she was standing up, he said, "But remember, I'm losing patience. Move fast."
Leila nodded passively before quickly walking away.
As soon as she stepped out, she walked along the road. Being out here was a breath of fresh air. She let herself feel the warm sun like she was breathing for the first time that day.
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