I didn't look at who opened the door. I merely sighed as his footsteps grew nearer and his presence became apparent.

After a minute, I turned to him. "Can't I have a break? Just for today?"

A smile crawled on his lips. "Sorry, sweetheart. Let's get to it."

Sighing, I tied the string around my wrists. Then I followed the man to the stage for the performance.

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