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How do you tell the man you love about the man that kidnapped and tortured you since you were a child?

The answer to that? I have no idea.

I gulp while staring at him, searching for the right words to use.

Saint stood still as he waited for me to speak, his face showing patience while I struggled to tell my story.

“He is the only person I've known as family.” I begin and Saint's brows furrows in confusion, but he doesn't speak but let's me continue my story.

"Family doesn't mean we are related by blood, he kidnapped me when I was just a child and over the years my memories of my real family has faded so he's my only family.” I laugh dryly, blinking back tears from my eyes.

I thought I was over this. Why do I get scared when I see him? Why does the memories still make me cry?

"So Daniel wanted me to be his wife. He saw a five year old and suddenly decided he wanted to make her the perfect wife.”

Doesn't that show just how sick he is?

“He groomed me over the years, wanted me to be s