Nine

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A week later and Liliana was home alone taking some time for herself and to relax and enjoy doing some drawing. Curled up in the surrounding bay window in her bedroom room in her favourite jumper and fuzzy socks with a cup of tea beside her, she surveyed the view and her surroundings before putting pen to paper beginning to draw the city that she saw before her.

For Liliana, she had always enjoyed her own company liking the comfortable silence. Growing up she was never a fan of big crowds of people.

She began thinking back on everything that happened with Michael and how to see changes in him, ones she now wished she could unsee, who was once a caring husband became someone she no longer recognised as started to shout and act violent towards her and after so long Liliana couldn't take it anymore deciding there and then to leave him and Ireland to give herself a fresh start.

But despite it now being a while since she had last seen him, there was something in the back of her mind something that kept her thinking about the past everything that happened and all that she had gone through, and somehow she had a bad feeling it was far from over as she would soon discover.

Trying to shake such thoughts from her mind Liliana curled further in on herself as she tried to turn her attention back to her drawing but that was easier said than done, placing her sketchbook down to one side and picking up her cup of tea, she soon took a sip before resting her head against the window opting to keep the cup in her hands hoping to keep her hands warm.

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A couple of hours later, Lilliana jolted awake realising she had fallen asleep against the window with her now cold and half drank cup of tea sitting beside her. Rubbing her eyes and stretching her muscles she was greeted by a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, something wasn't right.

The silence was now very much unnerving but was soon broken by a message notification popping up on the screen, looking at the message her eyes could only widen in fear as she began to shake.

Reading the message she couldn't believe that it was sent by none other than Michael, her blood ran cold. She still remembers the day she had confronted Michael and told him she was divorcing him she instantly saw the fury in his eyes and wouldn't take no for an answer and once again resorted to using violence against her.

'It's been a long time but you can't outrun me, Liliana, I know where you are.'

Glancing at her phone one last time Liliana could only crack under the pressure and the weight of her emotions as tears began to fall down her face before a sob escaped her mouth, leaving her feeling alone and lost fearing what would happen to her.

Taking a deep breath she picked up her phone hoping this time hoping she could talk to the only person she felt safe around and could trust, Do Hwan.

With her thumb hovering over the call button she soon found the courage to press it listening to the dial tone until she could hear his voice seconds later.

"Hi, Liliana, how are you".

He waited a moment for her reply but it never came instead he only heard a sob which worried him greatly.

"Liliana? What's going on are you alright what's wrong?"

"I'm... Sorry Do Hwan I hate to be a burden and inconvenience on people... But I need you right now I need your help your the only person I can turn to."

"Hey, your not a burden. It's alright, everything will be alright I'll get to you as soon as I can."

With the call ended and Liliana notifying Do Hwan of her address now all she could do was wait.

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