"How many children have you birthed for the establishment?" Belle asked quietly, never realizing until now just how dreadful the lives of the women here truly were and what they went through.
Andrea raised both her hands and began to count with her fingers. She held up five fingers on one hand and three on the other. "That much, and this is my ninth one. I birth every year, and the moment the baby is a few months old, they get taken away to the other establishment to be raised by workers and fed cow milk until they are old enough to be sold or kept for breeding. Immediately after that, I get a visit from a male slave, with the guards watching as he gets me pregnant again."
Belle felt a shudder go through her body at those words, and the fact that the woman was saying it without any emotion meant she had grown used to it and must have grown detached. She could not imagine having a baby and having it taken away from her, or having a strange man take her in front of others watching. For all the rumors and words she had heard about places like this, Belle had not thought it to be this bad. Now she suddenly realized why the humans wanted to put an end to these creatures and wipe them from the world.
"How did you end up here in the first place?" Belle found herself asking, curious.
Andrea chuckled humorlessly. "Sold by my own pa. We lived in a small village in Nightbrook where everything seemed good, or so I thought. I had four other siblings, and I was the eldest daughter, but we barely had enough to eat every day and night. I never actually complained about such a life; I could do with one meal a day, you know. But pa wanted the easy way out of poverty and decided to sell one of his daughters.
Pa told ma to dress me up because I was supposed to meet a suitor who wanted to marry me. I truly thought I was getting married. Before I even knew what was happening, I found myself being taken away from my family, only to be brought here. I was in denial for a whole year, refusing to believe that pa had done this to me."
Belle felt a deep pang of pity for the other woman. For some reason, she related to the part about family betrayal and understood how it felt. "I’m sorry..." she whispered, watching as Andrea merely shrugged off her sympathy, her eyes distant and tired.
"There’s nothing to be sorry for. At least the money used to sell me would be enough to take care of my siblings and give them a better life. Only, I can’t forgive my parents for the life they chose for me."
"Don’t you ever wish to leave this place someday? To find out where they take your children?" Belle asked, curiosity softening her tone as she noticed Andrea’s detachment from the outside world. The woman spoke as if her entire life had ended the moment she was sold, something completely different from Belle’s firm resolve to escape.
"Children?" came the bitter reply from the young woman. "They are no longer mine. And if you were in my shoes, which you soon will be, you wouldn’t care about them either. They were never conceived in a good way. Sometimes, one even prays they’ll be stillborn, just to escape this life of misery given to us by the bloodsuckers."
Belle could see how much this place had broken Andrea, how it had taken a young girl and crushed her spirit until nothing was left but bitterness and resignation. She didn’t want to end up like that, hollow and defeated. Yet she knew it was inevitable for anyone who stayed too long in this godforsaken place.
"I won’t stay in this place and let my child be taken by them. I don’t plan to stay here forever, and neither should you. Don’t you wish to escape?" Belle pressed, knowing that when the time came where she would have to take things into her own hands, she would need the knowledge of someone who had been here long enough to understand the place.
"And go where?" Andrea asked flatly. "Look, I’m already branded as a slave." She pulled her shift down at the shoulder to show Belle the dark mark burned into her skin. "Wherever I go, as long as it’s within the vampire world, I’ll be found and dragged back here. That’s why I tell you not to fight it. There’s no way out of this place, lady. The best thing is to accept it and forget about the outside world."
Belle’s eyes hardened slightly. "I can’t. My family doesn’t even know I was taken, but when they realize it, they’ll come for me, and they’ll find me," she said firmly, her voice carrying quiet conviction. Then she added softly, "You shouldn’t resign your life to this place. And just so you know, the vampires’ days of dominating humans are coming to an end."
"What do you mean?" Asked the other woman with curiousity and confusion in her voice.



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