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(THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DOMESTIC VIOLENCE BUT IS BY NO WAY PROMOTING IT. – This is to inform you that the upcoming content includes depictions of domestic violence, but I don't support that behavior. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. – This advises you to use your own judgment in choosing whether or not to continue reading. If you may be sensitive to the topic, then do not reas it! PS: STOP DOMESTIC VIOLENCE!! – Stand against domestic violence. It's improper!! NOTE: This chapter is from another character's point of view so don't be confused. I'll connect the dots for you to understand how the character has to do with the story. Enjoy✨ CHAPTER 14: †FLASHBACK TO 28 YEARS AGO† Mirabel: I yawned, holding baby Mikaela in my arms. She looked so cute and adorable, and if I could hold her like this forever, I would. But then I had my own family, my own home, and it was late. I needed to take her back to her mother, and leave for my house. I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was fifty minutes past ten pm. Oh wow. I needed to leave and return home to my husband as soon as possible. I rose up and ascended up the stairs, heading to my sister's room to return the baby. Mikaela tugged at my shirt, looking at me with her beautiful brown eyes. “Awwn, don't worry, Mikaela. I'll be back tomorrow.” I stroked her head gently, grabbing the doorknob. The door cracked open, but I was met with a monstrous yell from inside the room. “Hide it, Isabel!” I recognized the voice immediately. It was Mikaela's father. Mikaela cooed. I looked down at her, placing a hand on my lips to command silence with a forced smile on my face. I squinted my eyes, peeking through the small space. He stood tall before the bed, facing my sister who was seated there. Hide what? I glanced at my sister, but I wish I hadn't. I immediately felt a punch at the back of my throat, unable to believe what I was looking at. My sister was half naked— Chest naked —With bruises all over her upper body, including on her breasts. Who did this?! I didn't want to believe it was what I assumed but it was evident. He's a monster. Call the police! That's what went through my mind but I remained there, holding the baby in my arms. I was stiff, and shocked, my whole body freezing at the view. She took an ointment from the nightstand. “Please just let me take care of myself. I just want to rub it on, and I swear-” Her voice broke and she lowered her head. “I swear I'll hide it.” She added, fear evident in her voice. “Cover it up. Now! Your sister is here, do you want her to see it? Remember what we talked about?” He responded, grabbing her jaw and forcing her to look at him. “If anyone finds out about this, you'll be dead.” Tears glimmered in Isabel’s eyes and I could see it wasn't just tears. She was begging for pity. She was pleading for freedom. “Please. Mirabel won't see it. She's taking care of our daughter in the living room.” His hand left her jaw immediately and her head lowered, facing down completely like a prisoner bowing to his King. Her tears fell, each drop glistening. Each drop punching my heart. My jaw tightened in rage. Why didn't she tell anyone sooner?! Why did she decide to marry an animal and have a child for him?! “I already told you. She isn't my daughter. That animal is not my child!!” He snapped. You're the animal, you bastard! I wanted to do something. Say something. Break something. But my muscles refused to move and the words were stuck in my throat. She whimpered, raising her head. “But you're the only one!” She yelled, sobbing, as she breathed in and out rapidly, the flesh in her collarbone caving in with each choke. “Did you just raise your voice at me?” His voice was filled with venom, his eyes flashing with dangerous intent. She was tired. It was evident. She needed space to breathe. I could tell. But she pushed out more words. She didn't just want to speak. She just wanted to be heard. “You're the only one I had sex with! You- you took my virginity! Why are you being so cruel?! I tried. I tried everything to be perfect. But you refuse to notice my efforts. It's our child! She needs us. I don't care if you beat me up or not. Just take responsibility as a father! What do you want from me?” She lashed out. Taking another hungry dry breath, she continued. “What do you want from me?! My beauty? You've taken it. My voice? You've taken it. I don't even-” She tried to speak but the words caught up inside her. I could see it. I could feel it. One breath disrupted another before she was even able to exhale the previous one. And another disrupted another. They all brimmed, and she burst into a miserable sob. “I don't even have a say anymore. Yes, you don't love me, I'm not begging for that. I'm just asking you to at least love our chil-” His fists clenched by his sides. In one swift motion, he reached for the nightstand, snatching a pair of scissors. Before she could react, he shoved it into her neck with brutal force, his eyes shining with dangerous intent. Isabel gagged as her hand flew to the wound. But it was already too late. Blood gushed out between her fingers, dripping on the white sheets. A sharp scream escaped my throat. Did he just… murder Isabella?! His neck snapped towards the door and our eyes met briefly. Before I could process anything, he lunged at me and my brain stalled for a moment, forgetting how to run. My eyes lingered on Isabel’s seemingly dead body. My mind became a ticking bomb, and my heart hammered in my chest like a battered ram. Just when he was less than a foot close, I jammed the door and ran for my dear life, still holding the baby close to my chest. I could hear his footsteps right behind me. Loud. Heavy. Close. I descended the stairs faster than my brain could process and just as I was about to take another step, my ankle caught, the muscles tightening. Like a sack of grains, I tripped and fell down the stairs.
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