It made things worst because it made it harder for the slave to escape to freedom.
I parted ways with him,his birthday was a day ago.I couldn't do it then,I couldn't look him the eyes&I couldn't do it...I strolled to his home and knocked,his younger sibling opened the entryway wide eyed.She embraced me,tears moved down my cheek as I was already aware it was going to be the last time.I couldn't envision the torment I was going to place this man in, I'm saying a final farewell to him since I know hes not the one for me, I have dropped out of love,And I've discovered another man that feels like the correct one for me.Come in she said,I stroll in and he contracts his hair splashed from a shower and his shirt and pants all wrinkled from a race to put them on.I got welcomed with an embrace and a kiss on the cheek,I put on a sprightly face and kissed him back.I said gives up upstairs, he said Okay gives up up.My face was miserable the remainder of the time and he posed an inquiry. I blanked out and he tapped me and said whats wrong,I balled and revealed to him the news.I felt really miserable for causing him so much pain...
Theres 2 meanings
1. supreme ruler
2. gold coin
