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Silent Screams

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How do you keep breathing when every truth feels like drowning?

I stood on the private balcony the next morning, the ocean wind whipping my hair as I clutched my mother’s diary against my chest. My small belly was more noticeable now under the thin white sundress Daddy loved seeing me in. I hadn’t slept much. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my mother’s handwriting.

“He is a monster…”

The sliding door opened behind me. Daddy stepped out, shirtless, wearing only black shorts. He wrapped his ar
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