I was forced to disappear from the public's eye for a while. At least until the bruises could be covered by makeup. My father would not want his heiress to be seen as a battered and abused girl.
I don’t blame him.
I also hate myself sometimes.
When I went back to school, it was like nothing has changed. Nobody knew. Except my friends. I managed to do all my work and pretend like I was the perfect daughter. I graduated as the valedictorian and got admitted to the school that I wanted with one of my best friends.
I have always pretended that everything was alright. On the inside, I was screaming.
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Number Zone (A Harry Styles FanFiction)
FanfictionNumber Zone. A small club where everyone should be masked. Where identities will be revealed at a certain time. Where you will be given a number, making that number your identity for the night. What happens when two unlikely persons will...
