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CHAPTER THIRTEEN. alone and forsaken by fate and by man
( tw! contains mentions of sexual assault )
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MARGO BURRELL was no stranger to the cruelty she was forced to face in the midst of such an ugly world.
She was born into it after all. From the moment she left the comfort of her mother's womb, she was thrusted into a world that was too cruel for a girl with a heart of gold like herself. Margo knew she wasn't meant for this kind of life — that somewhere along the way the universe got it wrong and put her into the centre of so much carnage. However, Margo wasn't the kind of girl to sit and sulk about her misfortune in life. She took all the bad into the palm of her dainty hand and crushed it in between her fingers. No matter what the world threw her way, Margo met it with continuity and a force so strong that it couldn't be reckoned with.
When Margo lost her parents, she cried, she mourned, but she never let it break her. Margo rolled back her shoulders, wiped her tears and promised her parents she would give Sam a better life than what they gave Henry and herself. When Sam was first diagnosed with a near-fatal disease, she swallowed the irrational fear of losing her brother and found ways to keep him alive long enough for Henry to find a permanent solution. When Henry got in trouble for stealing, hoping to provide a decent meal for her and Sam, Margo walked into the office of FEDRA's commanding officer and begged for her brother's freedom over a brutal execution.
And when that commanding officer put his hands all over Margo, and touched her in ways no teenage girl should be touched, her screams for help ripping her vocal cords and bellowing off the walls of the small room, she didn't let that shatter her. She should've. But she didn't. She couldn't because she had her two brothers depending on her to be strong. So she fixed her hair, buttoned up her torn blouse, wiped her tears, and returned home, and only hours later so did Henry. Their family was whole again because of her sacrifice. The loss of her innocence, and the mental scars of what that FEDRA officer did to her was a sacrifice that could've mattered. That was why Margo never let herself break. It had to mean something. . . and it did.
