Toxic love by Shikha Mishra (fastest ebook reader txt) ๐
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Strip. My eyes widens.
I said STRIP. DISHA. I shake my head. I would have done it if he was not angry. If he was my cute and sweet vihaan.
He took the knife which was in the fruit basket. He pushed me on the bed so now I was laying on the bed.
He puts the knife at the neck line of my top and sliding it down ripping the cloth in two parts. How many times have I said you that I don't like when you talk to other boys.
Why? I ask. I want to know why does he always gets angry.
Because I don't like it. Damn it. He rips the plazo pant in a one stroke of the knife.
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Please no.
I didnโt know how long I stayed in that place until my alarm goes off at 6:30 and I was forced to leave the bed. The sunrays filtering into the room from the ventilators above, and in the light the former suffocation didnโt stay anymore.
My eyes dropped with sleepiness but I stood up and walked into the bathroom to freshen myself. The warm water trickling down my skin, felt a balm to heal my current state of mind.
I bowed my head low, feeling the shower hitting on my head and down my neck, arms and finally into the bathroom hole.
You will get your punishment today.
The voices never leave me alone, and with every breath I take it feels like itโs sparing me another second of my life.
How long would I be able to run away from them?
My eyes went up at the foggy bathroom mirror and I saw someone who wasnโt me anymore. This wasnโt me five years back.
I saw the scar near to my neck, tracing down and down between the valley of my breasts. I looked down at another scar near to my stomach, my fingers tracing them along with the warm shower water.
It didnโt pain anymore but, the wound will never go away not would the ugly scars. My eyes followed the burnt marks on my pelvis and I pressed my eyes closed feeling my tears mingling with the warm water.
Why meโฆ
I didnโt dare to look at the mirror again and see the ugly scars in my back too. I couldnโt face them anymore. How weak I am to have never protected myself. Let them do whatever they wanted. I couldnโt fight back.
I couldnโt.
I closed the showerhead and dried myself up before moving out from the bathroom and into the walk in closet.
I huffed wearing my clothes and shook my head. I couldnโt forever be impacted my them. I have work to do.
I still couldnโt believe Damien had asked me to be his cook. Did I cook really good? I was grateful at him for the job he offered. I didnโt know where the hell would I have gone and what work I would have done.
And I couldnโt just leave here for free.
I walked into the kitchen to prepare the breakfast. Taking out the loaf of bread I began my work when I heard the house bell going off.
Who is this early in the morning?
I havenโt seen anyone visiting in these nearly two weeks of my stay. I walked towards the door and opened it only to meet with a pair of vibrant blue eyes. His eyes widened seeing me and a grin on his lips.
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โShit! Damien never said he has kept an angel in his house.โ
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This chapter is mainly an insight into the past life of Delilah.
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