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Chapter 35 "Hey! Return here, you bi***." A vicious 40-year-old man with a terrible little eye chased me down the street as I was 14 years old.My pulse hammered in my chest as I dashed through the tiny, bustling streets, anxious to get away from the horrible man who was after me. He yelled obscenities and accusations, attracting the attention of onlookers and making my situation even more difficult."Thief!! Capture her! She's a thief!" The man screamed and alerted others to make his capture easier.Despite my soiled clothing, parched lips, and a frail frame, the man showed no mercy. His attention was totally on the stolen half-piece of bread in my grip. Hunger had pushed me to steal, yet he was more concerned with his stuff than with my terrible hunger."Thief!! Take her down! She's a liar!" The man yelled and alerted others to aid in his capture.I moved through the crowd, pushing people aside to make a path, but the unyielding man refused to let me go. His gaze was fixed on me, in
Chapter 36 As I faced the harsh realities of living on the streets, the ever-changing sky became my haven. I had to continually transfer sites owing to the unsafe neighborhoods I found myself in, whether it was blistering hot or bone-chilling cold.Regardless of where I went, he always seemed to find me. His presence was a constant source of comfort, like a familiar scent in the air that surrounded me. Even though he was concealed from my view, I could sense him nearby, looking over me like a guardian angel.His delicate touch on my hand functioned as a soothing salve during my darkest hours of illness, and the lovely kiss he bestowed on my forehead during early mornings in deep slumber consoled me. His warm hands on my shoulders were a source of strength and loyalty, a priceless blessing in my troubled life.In the cold weather, I used to wake up wrapped in a warm blanket. Fresh, hot breakfast and dinner meals were available right around the corner from where I was staying at the tim
Chapter 37 Sansa's Pov Hina returned her neck to its usual position and approached me with the grace of a fox on the prowl. I caught my breath, recalling the deep scar she had left on my wrist, a terrible memory that I kept hidden from others' prying eyes.I had acquired a habit of being silent and steadfast in the face of violent storms, refusing to be swayed by the anxieties that gnawed at me. Acting strong in whatever scenario, no matter how terrified I was, had always been my fortress."You must have come to meet her," her honey-sweet voice resonated in the air.She encircled me as if exploring the depths of my personality. Though outwardly small, the strength she possessed within herself was unrivaled; she was an enigma.My hand moved slowly toward my jeans pocket, where I kept the revolver. I was about to draw it when she grabbed my wrist and easily stopped my movement as she stood on the bed to face me."There's no need to do that; it might frighten her," she remarked cryptica
Chapter 38Sansa's Pov "This is none of your concern," I responded, my rage bubbling just beyond the surface.Bella's mocking demeanor perplexed me, and her abrupt change in attitude aggravated my annoyance even more. I couldn't figure out why she was provoking me or what she was hoping to gain from it.I taunted, "Oh, but it is my concern, I gave you an offer, and you declined. Perhaps you felt you were bright enough to figure out another way out, but your hubris appears to have blinded you to the most obvious solution. And now you're roaming around, hiding your annoyance to soothe your injured ego."Her comments stung me like a swarm of bees, and I tightened my hands to keep my emotions in check. "Shut up; you know nothing about me," she snapped, losing patience."That's right, you should keep quiet when you don't know anything!" I replied.Bella taunted me, "If you want to leave him, leave him; why hide?""Why would I tell you?" I respondedBella taunted, " Because I am asking, jus
Chapter 39 My hunger fled as I sat at the dinner table, surrounded by people who treated me with compassion and respect. Guilt gnawed at me for questioning their motives. I fought my thoughts and feelings in silence, attempting to maintain the appearance of contentment.The chilly night air toyed with my hair as I stood outside, wrapped in a large brown coat, under the moonlight. My panic attack was taking hold, making it difficult to breathe even on the broad grass. I tried to divert my attention away from the overwhelming emotions, but the heaviness in my chest remained.Amara approached me softly, sensing my pain. "Already missing Xavier?" she inquired softly.I suppressed a shaky chuckle, tired of pretending to like Xavier."Craving for your favorite person can drive you to the brink of madness," Amara said."I'm wondering if he's still as crazy about me as he used to be." Logan was in my thoughts.Amara put it nicely, "So why not? Love is the most powerful emotion in the world."
Chapter 40I went the incorrect way without thinking about the ramifications or the catastrophe that awaited me.I headed down the twisting path that would lead me to the doom I was fleeing.The outcomes of the court system are not always good. Not all of the justifications are meant to benefit you. In certain circumstances, unfairness protects you from losing what you have already.The large auditorium was deafeningly silent as our minds were muddled and entangled with countless thoughts.I was standing near the steps, and Hina, who was one step behind me, saw me as her safety, and she was my final hope of escaping. We each had a deal to keep and protect.I could see all the inquiries being asked by the many eyes. Their curiosity was stronger than their words. They didn't dare to inquire why I kept Hina here against the mountain's rules.I had no idea of the regulations, the Oak Pack customs, or the implications of siding with mountain people.I never accepted Xavier and never will, b
Chapter 41 With each step, I followed Amara, my desire to discover the cause for Xavier's forced marriage to me intensified.The law's towering presence, the Pronouncement of Wonder, tormented me as I sought any way out of its curse and the loss of Logan.As we approached the mansion's tranquil backyard, which was currently deserted, my heart hammered like hooves in a race to the finish line.The view is stunning, with a variety of bright flowers, antiques, and gorgeous fountains. The swimming pool added to the mansion's opulence, but there was an odd chill in the air. The thick walls that surrounded the backyard appeared to tell their own story."What a beautiful location, I've never seen anything like it before," I said as I took in the splendor around me."Xavier enjoys spending time here," Amara said.Amara's taut body language and introspective countenance caught my attention as I took in the sights. She was hesitant to share something with me."What's on your mind?" I was curiou
Chapter 42 The peaceful calm of the forest engulfed us, and the pleasant breeze brushed against my skin was complemented by the delicate rustling of the trees. As birds gently glided in the air, the cloudy sky above presented a gorgeous sight.In the middle of such natural beauty, my heart was heavy with frustration. I had carried the weight of my anguish for far too long, with no one to confide in during my darkest hours.But now, with Amara by my side, I felt a renewed feeling of trust and understanding. I felt obliged to open up about my past as she shared hers, to reveal the wounds that had formed me."My mother passed away shortly after giving birth to me," I continued, my voice gentle and vulnerable.Amara's eyes said a lot about her sympathy and genuine care for my misery."I grew up as the only female in the household, living with my grandfather and father. It was the most difficult time of my life, and I yearned for the presence of a mother, a comforting figure to guide me,"