Asher's POV:
I keep on tossing and turning on my bed. I cannot think right, I guess. I am lost in between the serving people and rules and regulation. It is extremely hard decision for me right now. I can see through my eyes how helpless and poor conditioned she is right now. On the other hand, I cannot forget about everything. They were all helpless and poor when they came in.
It seems as if my rational thinking is being defeated by my emotional thinking right now. The only thing, I can think about right now is her. Remember! The wound in her body. They must be hurting her like hell. What could possibly have happened to her that she is hurt to that extent? And yet, she isn't telling about anything.
But even if she tells, am I going to believe her? Even if she tells, what probability is there that she is going to tell the truth to me? What if she makes up a story? What if all that she says to me is nothing but lies?
