Living a loveless life was something I never expected. My mum doesn't trust me anymore after finding out about my rape incident. Pulling up my backpack, I started heading downstairs when I heard that crashing sound again. Hurt was the only word on my mind. Going downstairs would mean meeting the man that destroyed me over and over again, so I did the reasonable. I went back to my and jumped down the window.

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