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Chapter 12

Two weeks. Two weeks went by and my life had not gotten any easier living with the devil himself. I tried to listen to him. I really tried. I did what he asked, what he ordered me to do. Nevertheless, he always found a way to punish me with a slap, a punch, or a kick.

My bruises, however, did not increase, he would only hit me once to make his point. Making clear that it was him who was in charge. Not me. So, the bruises stayed on my body, once healed another would be painted on my skin.

Most of the days Edric would be away. I had no clue where, but I did not care. I only cared for his temporary disappearance. For a short period of time where I could breathe without having to look over my shoulder. A time of peace. 

Some days he would be at home, mostly on Sundays, and then people

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