Part 7

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*Corbyn's POV*

After a few minutes, she calmed down.

Corbyn: I promise, I'll always be by your side, you don't need to be afraid.

Y/N: Thank you, Corbyn!

Corbyn: You don't have to thank me.

I looked her in the eyes and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

Corbyn: So doing the math, how old are you?

Y/N: 16... 17, tomorrow.

Corbyn: Really?

Y/N: Yup, tomorrow, it'll be 10 years since I was kidnapped.

Corbyn: You were kidnapped on your birthday?!

She nodded.

How is that possible? Someone kidnap a child, especially on her birthday. People can be so cruel.

Corbyn: What did they do to you?

She looked down.

Y/N: I'm not ready to talk about it yet.

Corbyn: Take your time.

Y/N: Thank you for being so understanding.

Corbyn: Stop thanking me. I didn't do anything another person wouldn't do.

Y/N: Not all people are equal. You helped me. If you were someone else, you would have handed me over to the police or left me where I was.

She's right, but there's something about her that attracts me.

Corbyn: Well, but may I ask where you were kidnapped?

Y/N: On the 4th July celebrations. Me, my parents and my siblings used to always celebrate my birthday on the streets with everyone in our town in...

She was interrupted by someone opening the front door aggressively.

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💜To Be Continued💜

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