She Died in Chains , Now He's Crawling Back

After my boyfriend tricked me into the Bleakridge mountains, I became a breeding machine.

The day a village doctor sliced my belly open during a hemorrhagic labor, I lay in a pool of my own blood.

Through the door, I could hear the two village women on guard duty cracking sunflower seeds and chatting:

"That college girl from the city is so gullible. She actually thinks she was kidnapped by traffickers."

"Well, what did she expect? She crossed Mr. Simmons' favorite person."