Oh that cannot be good. So as much as she can try to avoid having sex, there would be consequences to it. She groans, hiding her face in her hands. That was just her luck, wasn’t it? Her first taste of freedom and it was at a sex hotel where she was once again trapped.

“What kind of side effects?” She really doesn’t want to know, but she also needs to know if she was going to survive this.

She tenses at his hand on her shoulder, but relaxes at the familiarity of it all. Sure, she is still quite angry at him, doesn’t quite forgive him, still wants to scream at him until her voice goes hoarse, but it was comforting. He was trying to reassure her, to prepare her for her time here.