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Chapter 3 The Beginning Of My Ruin

Word Count: 1159    |    Released on: 11/12/2024

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lhole with tears rolling out of my eyes to my cheeks, and the next, Peter was ge

morn

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d Donald? Why was I crying out of the club like a fool? Wha

rying to see if I co

f before I hugged him tightly for some minutes. His swe

sked, his voice calm. He released his b

uld see through me, and it wasn't hard for him t

o lie. You shouldn't have gone back to the

Mom's better, I will stop. I swear. I just need money for her trea

e, but after a long moment, he sighed,

et in hand. He off-loaded the flasks in it and g

get any money?" I broke

ged everyone I could. I know it

seat. "Eight thousand dollars?" The flask fell

rrow from a lot of people. Mother's life is

ing." I whispered s

smile played on my lips as I let out a satisfy

done, I entered the bathroom and took a quick bath. Thankfully, I had some extra cl

Peter's voice came from behind, "I wish

n us, its heat suffocating. Peter gave me a warm sweet hug bef

parked across the street, tinted windows hiding whoever

e few patrons scattered like shadows in the dim afternoon light. I quickly made my way to Donald's of

and started count

y, waiting for him to speak. When half an hour passed and he s

t invisible? Plea

low and dangerous. I walked toward

les of cash. "But..." He smirked, and before I could rea

how it was supposed to go. He had tried this before b

table, pinning me in place as his hands moved to pull up my skir

he was relentless, a predator who

tears stinging my

iding in, and I bit him hard. He yelled i

ife from the table. My hands shook as I gripped it, but I knew I had to defen

oor grabbing his shoulder where I had stabbed him. My hands fle

hat I have taugh

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ompound, where I found Peter begging the doctors. His face w

body was wheeled o

hrew my arms around her. I could still hear her fai

in them. He didn't say a word. Instead, he pulled out his p

e rules of the hospital for its staff to work as a stri

o work here anymore,

done-every sacrifice-was for nothing. And now, the o

the world. That night, I learned

lingered in my mind, "Who sen

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