CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

I didn’t just kill her,” Natalie said, “I stabbed her six times with a very sharp fork and years down the line I don’t regret it at all.

I remember the first time her husband forced himself on me, there was no one to help me and so he had his way with me. Guess what my mother said when I reported to her,” she scuffed.

She asked me not to say a word of it to anyone or else she’ll throw me out of her house.

I was just thirteen Lisa, just thirteen. It happened again and again and every single time she forbade me from speaking a word to anyone. Sometimes she’ll hit me and call me names.

He will rip my clothes apart, and rape me whenever he likes. He’d hit me and abuse me, even when she was at home, but she never stood up for me, not even once.

just because of a man, what kind of a mother is that?

My grades began to drop, and the best student in class gradually dropped to worse. I wasn’t doing well in school, my classmates would laugh at me because I was always lost in thoughts, and depress