But I hate blood! 03
"Come here. Let me have a good look," she commanded as she motioned with her hands.
Avina walked over to her side and stood perfectly still. As the Madam was assessing her, she was also accessing her.
The Madam was an elegant lady with a bountiful figure. She had the right curves in the right place with a pretty face to boot. Her black raven hair framed her small face while a set of red eyes shined through her dense lashes. She had a confident and proud aura surrounding her announcing that she would never accept a no for an answer.
"Rebecca was it? Tell me about yourself."
Avina thought of what she could even say. Even in Rebecca's memory, there was nothing worth mentioning. Her past, her real name, even her parents- she knew nothing about.
"There is nothing about me that is worth your time, Madam," Avina replied. She bowed down as an apology.
The Madam snorted at her reply and said, "I decide what's worth my time or not. So start talking."