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Chapter forty-two
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Daphne.True to Calla’s words, someone did walk up to me after a heated training with Stefano and pushed a little parcel into my hands.He was clad in all black, wearing a mask over his face.Not too far from how other Salvador's men dressed, and that got me thinking for a bit.The person blended easily with the shadows, and if I hadn't been on the lookout since the call, I would have missed him.I also suspected he was part of Salvador's men. But unfortunately, or rather, fortunately, he worked for Calla.Don't get me wrong,I was elated about the whole breaking-out stuff.Heck! I was on the verge of exploding with thrill.The idea of escaping that place that had been tightly woven to serve as a prison rather than a house, clenched my chest in a confusingly good way.The thrill of escaping Salvador's grasp, sent shivers down my spine at the thought.But,There was also the unavoidable fact I've come to realize. This tight prison wasn't tight at all.Whoever Calla's friend was, was ab
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Salvador. I drifted in and out of consciousness so often I lost count. At first I was transported from the van to a room that smelled of fresh wood and tobacco. Then I slipped out of consciousness again. Then I was awakened by a bucket of water splashed on my face. “So much for a Don…so you could bleed?” The person who had splashed the water on me said. I registered his voice.Pain tore at me like sparks. I pulled at the shackles, but it sealed my hands tightly. “Can you at least take the blindfold away?” I tried to coerce. “Who do you think I am? A fool?” Then laughter, not just from the man, but from others as well. So there were other people in the wood-smelling room as well.Suddenly, something was shoved into my mouth. Something dry. Bread. I spat it out and let my tongue run inside my mouth. “Oh well, if you wouldn't eat that, would you want this instead…” a roar of laughter followed the man's words. Then another piece of bread was forced into my mouth, but the tas
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Salvador. “Mother,” I called, pulling her, with my tiny soiled hands, closer to the garden of Asiatic lilies. “I planted them…do you like it?” I asked, personally amazed at my dedication. I had worked on the mini garden for three months and the result was better than expected. “Wow, they are so pretty!” I swelled with pride, with a grin plastered on my face. The white lilies matched Mother so well, her aura, her laughter, her eyes. White. I spun around to face her, she always gave me little pecks whenever she was proud of me, and I wasn't going to miss out on those. But she wasn't the face I saw when I spun around. It wasn't her smile, or her eyes, or her beam…it was someone else. Someone who could make my heart stop, mess with my thoughts. Hazel eyesAuburn hair And a jaw-dropping smile. “Daphne…” “The garden is pretty. But why is it in the middle of the forest?” she asked. “Is it okay…for something so beautiful to be surrounded by darkness?” She continued. I smiled,
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Daphne I had never called him but at that moment, my chest kept aching for some reason. I wondered if he was in danger.It's been more than a week, yet there's been no news of him. No calls No messages Nothing I swallowed hard and stared at the phone in my hand. I shouldn't care He was my captor A man who tore me from my life like it meant nothing. Who never asked…only took.And yet…My thumb hovered on his contact for longer than necessary. I forced myself to drop the phone beside me.“I don't care,” The words felt like a lie the moment they left my lips. I leaned back into the sofa, resting my head on the cushion and allowing a shaky breath to escape my lips. Perhaps it was the secret Calla had wanted to tell me that made me so restless and confused. BuzzI snatched the phone so fast that it nearly slipped. My heart pounded violently I feared it was going to burst out of my chest while my eyes locked onto the screen. Calla. A wave of relief and tension enveloped me a
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DaphneThe ringing of my phone dragged me out of my reverie. I picked up the phone faster than I should have. The caller ID read ‘Love’. I creased my brows in slight disappointment before happiness filled my heart. I hurriedly answered the call and pressed the phone to my ear with shaky hands. “Ca…Calla?” I called out softly. “Daph. It's been forever!!!” A smile spread across my lips as I steadied the phone in my grasp. “Oh God, Calla. I was thinking of you…” I said, straightening up on the bed.“I missed you sis…” she said, her voice calm and soothing. I had almost forgotten the effect her voice had on me. “Are you okay?” I hesitated. The answer sat heavy on my tongue. “I…I…don't know…” I whispered, my chest tightening. Everything felt wrong. There was a pause at the other end. Brief but noticeable. “Does he…does he…treat you badly?” she asked, her voice dropping to a whisper.“Not really…but…”“Listen to me, Daphne,” she began. Her voice shifted from calm and flowery t
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DaphneCrash. The sound of blade against blade reverberated across the training ground. Sweat covered my face and my breath was uneven for so many reasons. It's been a week since Salvador left and although he seemed tough enough to handle his matters I couldn't shake off the clinging feeling of anxiety in my chest. Rosa’s revelation only intensified my uneasiness. I shouldn't care. I pushed the thought of Salvador aside. “That should be all for today, Signora,” Stef said with a slight tilt of his head. “You've gotten much better at welding a dagger. Next, you'll be taught how to use a shotgun. I hope you do not have a problem with that?” I shook my head and bowed to him as well. “Thanks for the training Sir Stefano,” he nodded twice and walked in the opposite direction. In the short time I trained with Stefano, I understood that he didn't like small talk; he only spoke during sessions, after which he became like a mute. I sighed and rubbed off some of the sweat from my face
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