God May Forgive But I Do Not
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Last published Tue, Apr 9, 2024
"Adina dear, go to your room okay? Just take a nap, I will come to check on you soon." I was far too exhausted to argue with her. Why wouldn't she just hold me? I just nodded and made my way to my room, ignoring the fact I was still in these awful clothes, and got into bed. I could hear my parents whispering outside of the door, too quiet to make sense of any of it but loud enough to know it was about me. I hoped they would do something to Father John. Forgive me God but I hope he never breathes again.
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I started pushing Noah's arms away from me. "Ma..... May I have a word with you" I said to Noah walking out of the kitchen without waiting for his reply. I walked at the corner of the living room and waited for Noah to come. He came after a few seconds and stood in front of me. The first thing I did was check his temperature with my hand. I am glad he didn't move back to my touch. Instead he was analyzing me. "Are you alright" I asked. He looked at me in confusion. "I am fine. Why?" He asked. "Did you hit your head somewhere" I asked. "No" he said. "Then why aren't you afraid of women. You used to always avoid talking to them or being near them. But today, you.... you are talking to me an........and touching me. That isn't normal........." I stopped speaking when he again started walking towards me. Instantly my feet started moving back. I stopped walking when I felt the wall hit my back. He stood in front of me keeping his hand against my head, bending down to my level looking into my eyes. "What isn't normal" he asked. My eyes flicked to his lips for a second which looked soft. "You.......You are speaking with me. You al.... always ignore me" I said. ****************** Alena Lincoln, the invisible twin. Wanting for love, wanting to achieve her dreams. Willing to care for the ones who care for her. Just waiting for something or someone to recognize her. Noah Hendrix, the billionaire untouchable. Hates women with heart, trying to get better. Time for marriage to get the company. Dedicating his life only for work and nothing else. Recognized by everyone and wanting to escape. Both meet in a tragic way, secrets are revealed, hearts are being broken, relationships are destroyed or mended? Only love is curable for everything? So are you ready to unveil this story?
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