Chapter - 1

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                   Arabella's pov:

I'm finally in Italy, I just hope that nobody will find me here, that's why I didn't go to Greece to the house that my adopted parents left me after they died, he would find me there.
I left my best friend Layla in London, she knew what I was going through with him, she said as soon as she got some free time she would try to come visit me.
I picked up the most basic things and waited for him to go on a business trip to get away from him. I'm lucky that I had my savings and that my parents left me.
Nick was my first love, we met in high school, everything was wonderful, we planned our life together, after high school, when we found jobs, we started living together, the first year of our life together was great and just overnight he was diferent, he came one night home drunk late,
I wanted to help him come to his senses, he pushed me away. He started insulting me with derogatory names and accusing me of crazy things.
That night he raised his hand on me for the first time, I got over it thinking it wouldn't happen again, but I was fooling myself, that was just the beginning of my nightmare.
After that night, he started coming every other night drunk, in such a state that it was better for me when I was silent.
I answered him once and I ended up in the hospital with a broken rib and bruises all over my body, I couldn't leave the house for days.
I already tried to run away from him in a hurry without looking at the clock and without thinking, he found me with a suitcase at the door. I narrowly escaped death that night, he destroyed me both mentally and physically, he didn't let me go anywhere besides work, he didn't let me have friends except my Layla.
It took me a long time to find the courage to try to escape again, but this time I was more careful.
I was waiting for him to go on a trip outside the city to escape, Layla helped me.
If it wasn't for her, I don't know where I would be now, I owe her everything.
Now I'm in Italy in Rome in a hotel under a false name.
I hope he won't find me, I like it here, Italy has always been dear to me, and the people and places here are incredible.
I hope they won't find me, and I have to be on my guard all the time.

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