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TWENTY-EIGHT.

Sick

I woke up again in our dorm room, I was in the crib and I have a PJ on instead of my school uniform. I was still not feeling well, my stomach really really hurt.

I looked up and saw I was alone in the room, nothing new these days. I got up and called for Dimitri and yes I called Dimitri not daddy, I refuse to call him that. He knows how much I hate being slapped or bruised, I have very low pain intolerance and my mother used to slap and bruise me all the time.

He come to the room, he look guilty and he don't correct me for calling him by his name. He pick me up and take me to the bathroom, he's drawing a bath for me but I stop him

"I don't want a bath, I'm too tired can I take a shower....sir" ~Sophia

"Okay baby come here" he says and take me toward the shower, he do a quick job of washing me, I see his eyes wondering over to all the bruises HE left on me.

After my shower and being dressed in other set of pj , he take me in his hand and get a blood bottle ready for me. This wi
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