prologue

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"I know what you did." Liza whispered, afraid to look up at the boy who laughed devilishy right in her face. She quivered in her spot, scared that he'd strike her again. She already had a red mark across her cheek.

"What are you going to do, hm?" He asked, as if he were mocking her. Her eyes avoided the boy in front of her. However, it angered him even more. He roughly grabbed her chin, making her look up at him. His eyes were red from the constant consumption of alcohol. "Tell me, dammit!" He yelled in her face. The smell of the alcohol lingered in Liza's nose, making her scrunch it up in disgust.

"Nothing." She said back, and he smirked. The boy pushed her back before picking up his backpack and exiting her bedroom. The room stayed silent before Liza bursted out in tears.

How could the boy she loves treat her like this? But the real question is, why did she still love him?

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