Chapter 37:
Julie's Perspective
Robert opened the massive door, and I felt a sudden tightening in my heart; it wasn't just a door, it was the boundary between my small prison and the world Robert wanted to exhibit me in.
I took my first step inside, and Robert followed behind with his steady, confident strides.
The hall was teeming with life in a provocative way; the chairs were filled with men exhaling the scent of obscene wealth and absolute power.
I began walking toward the stage, my back straight, praying silently that my feet wouldn't betray me or trip over these high heels, causing myself embarrassment in front of these monsters.
I ascended the wooden stage stairs, where I found a small four-piece band tuning their instruments, waiting for me. I said to myself with bitter irony,
"Oh Robert... you truly care about every detail to make your show perfect."
I turned to face the audience, and my gaze collided with the front row.
