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Chapter 47

Evangeline’s POV

My whole body hurts, but I had to seem strong, I was in so much pain, but I had to speak to Deamon, I had to turn away from them so they wouldn’t see my pained face. when I turned around I heard someone coming towards this side of the bed so I quickly hid under the covers.

‘Evangeline’ Deamon said in a really strict voice which reminded me of my father’s voice when he was about to hit me, so I quickly turned around

‘look at me’ he said in the same voice, but I remembered that this wasn’t my father, I couldn’t disobey him, but I could be a little more free

‘I am already looking at you’ is said

‘don’t be brutal’ he said and I quickly apologized guess I was wrong, I should never, ever disobey him, or be brutal, the hit is coming, I know it, the question is, when, when will the first hit come, it’s only a matter of time.

When Deamon didn’t say anything else I was really getting scared, what if he’d hit me now, I’d be in more pain than I already am. Oh, I’m in pain, I should be screaming or something, but I can’t they are all here, keep it inside Evangeline.

“Wait till they’re gone”

“and then what?” Dopey asked me in my head

“nothing”

‘nothing? Are you sure?’ I nodded my head

“yes, I’m sure. There’s nothing”

‘okay, if you say so’

‘Evangeline, I asked why you were nodding your head’

‘I wasn’t nodding my head’

‘yes you were’

‘okay, I was saying something to Dopey in my head, but I forgot that he couldn’t see me when I nodded’ I explained, it was the truth so he can’t complain about that, even thought my father always found something to complain about, even when I was right.

He couldn’t stand it if I was the one right which was almost all the time. And because of his character he hits me if something isn’t the way he likes it to be. I concentrated and I imagined a place in my head just for me, for if I had to think and I didn’t want Dopey, or Irina, or anyone to disturb me.

I made a dome, it was glass and it had one door with a lock that I had hanging on a necklace around my neck. The dome had beautiful flowerbeds lying in them, if you didn’t notice yet, I like flowers.

There was a big white board where I could write or draw on, next to the whiteboard there was a stool and on the other side of the whiteboard there was a little table that contained a lot of markers in all colors, red, green, purple etc. this whiteboard was placed in the middle of all flowerbeds.

In each flowerbed I placed a different flower which made the whole room colorful and warm. I had red flowers, purple, pink, orange, yellow and a few more colors. I also had one big beautiful white orchid with green and pink stripes in a beautiful pattern. But I wasn’t content with it so I changed it a bit, it might be unnatural, but it’s my imagination, and my mind so I could decide how I wanted it. I made the orchid even bigger with more flowers in it and each flower was unique. One was green while the other was white purple and then you had pink or white flowers, and you know the colors you have.

‘now it’s perfect’ I said and I turned around to see if anything was missing

‘I know there’s missing something, but I can’t put my finger on it, ah well, I can place it some other time’ I said and I shrugged even though there was no one around.

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