Chapitre 97: Morning panic

"Mama, can I take this off? It hurts."

"You can't, Rinnie. We must protect you at all times, especially now that you are growing up."

I frowned as I looked down. Around my hip that was covering my private area was a hard metal that was locked. Mother said I should protect this area, but it grazed my skin and it was heavy. It kept me down on this floor while Mother was on her desk, writing.

I clasped my skirt and opened my mouth, but my voice wouldn't come out. All I could do was stare at my mother's back while she was writing something. 

'If I complain, she might not visit me again,' I thought, sighing as I stopped complaining about this metal. I just had to endure it. 

Endure. 

Be blind. 

Believe this was all for my sake. 

Even if it was cruel and confusing for a child.