TW: emotional trauma, strong language
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I was only 14 when my mom died. My dad never used to be home and I was forced to skip school regularly to take care of my baby sister, Natasha.
Of course, the only times my father did used to be home he would do nothing but empty bottle after bottle of whiskey and degrade me in all ways possible.
"You're becoming so fat, how am I supposed to sell you off to a boy when you're not even pretty?" he'd say. "The house is a mess! What the fuck do you do all day, sit and watch the birds sing?!"
Every time I'd try to start a conversation with my dad, I'd regret it. I tried to tell him about Natasha's hereditary illness about a hundred times, but he would throw the nearest bottle straight at me shouting "Shut up!" furiously.
He made sure our lives would be hell because his was too, didn't he? Well, fuck, I'd had enough. He managed to cage me in long enough that I was never even able to reach out for help. I had to watch my sister slip from between my fingers with each passing day.
That's where I got my passion from. I wanted to help people, people like my mom and Natasha and make sure they had a chance at life. That's how I became a nurse.
I escaped the clutches of my father 5 years later and gave Natasha the goodbye she deserved. I moved in with my friend and started my life again.
With a good job, stable income, and a full scholarship on my university program, I was able to afford a house by the time I was 22.
I met a guy at a study group and we became close friends. And boom, 6 months later, we were dating and smitten with each other
And now, here I am, a certified nurse at 24, with a house and a serious boyfriend. I had rebuilt my life from scratch after my traumatizing past.
I was complete, my life was what it was supposed to be. Or at least, that's what I thought, until the day I walked into the room and locked eyes with the one and only...
Blake Jordan.
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Hey guysssss! First chapter, exciting huh? I finished editing this at 1 am on a school night 😵😵
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