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toxic relationship festering like an open wound. The source of their conflicts often centered around money-her foster mother's insatiable desire for luxuries, part
ng out Delina's attempts to calm them. The argument escalated until, in a moment of unthinkable violence, he took her life. The aftermath left Delina traumatized, not just by t
ged for a fresh start, away from the memories that haunted her. After completing college, she made the brave
financial stability in a city buzzing with opportunities. It was Bella who introduced Delina to the job at "Dias de Glamour," a glamorous event known for its upscale clie
chapter was a chance for her to redefine her life and find her place in the world, far removed from the horrors of he
na's
eyes, filled with raw desire, left me powerless. I tried my best to endure the pain, but it became unbearable, and I passed out. When I woke up hours later, he was gone. The room w
appened. When their stares became too intense, I glanced at my reflection in a nearby window. My neck
ed at me with disgust. Her face twisted into a scowl as she
in shock. "Jeez, what's that? Don't te
Do you even care about me? Are you here to help or mock
will people think if they see me with you? They
o kind. Ignoring her, I turned to leave. But then, I felt a sharp pain in my head. I spun around to see Bella holdi
all room was bare except for a chair, a table, and a tray of medical supplies. A drip was connected to my hand, n
a nurse in her late thirtie
," I whispered, te
eside me and gently holding my hand. "Thank goodness
otion. "Do you know who did this to
I couldn't forget. Yet, I couldn't bring myself to fully accept it.
bout this situation was alright. The person I trusted most had hurt me, and my b
, you're out of danger now. What about your family
," I whispered, feelin
alright. You can stay w
her. I hadn't expected kindness after everythin
aid with a warm smile
elief. For the first time in a long while, I felt li