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17-ABBIE
“Abbie.”
I kept playing with the twins, ignoring the fact that Olivia was behind me.
"Don't keep ignoring me, please."
I wasn't ignoring her, I really wasn't.
I just wanted to ignore the events that happened three nights ago.
I wanted to erase the painful words Alex had yelled at me. Words that had penetrated even deeper than his actions on my body.
The words burned and left marks.
“Damn it, I'm tired of going on cotton wool with all this.” Olivia said taking Joy from my arms and leaving her next to her sister inside the playpen “I need to know why Pierre called me at dawn to leave you here, why did you arrive with your face red from crying and why the hell did you beg him not to come back to the apartment... What did Alex do to you, Abbie?”
I was silent. Because what could I say? How to explain how painful that experience had been for me? How traumatic?
"Alex's mother went to his apartment, he wasn't there,” Ma
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