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Chapter 17: Nightmare
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We have been staring with each other for almost a minute and it’s me who broke the cold stares between us. I didn’t even dare to drop a voice to him, and just looked at him as if I have been looking at the wall full of nothingness.My face began to heat up, pertaining that tears were now ready to flow from my eyes upon hearing his promises in my mind while looking straight to his eyes with a sudden gulp, for me to control my emotions. Being deafened due to his words in the past is what I have been feeling as of the moment.After a minute, I diverted my gaze elsewhere, for I am fully aware that the atmosphere is starting to be filled with awkwardness. From my peripheral vision, I noticed him walk towards our direction, especially to Leira’s bed.I remained Silent upon lifting my head, trying to see his reaction when he successfully sat next to the kid, talking to her in a whisper even she’s sleeping. After a moment of silence inside the room, I decided to maneuver my body, readying my
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I woke up due to the cold floor that keeps touching my skin. I could barely open my eyes due to something that hinders me to open it, but I know the whole place is the last place I want to be situated. It feels like hell.Every thing is filled with darkness, and the only thing I can do is to move my body even it is so difficult for me to do so. I crumpled in pain when my elbow touched something very sharp. Now I am certain, I got lots of bruises because of it. I was handcuffed and I can’t even scream due to a cloth that was covered in my mouth. I can’t even maneuver my feet for it was being chained. All I could do is to cry helplessly without a voice.Why am I in this situation? Why do they always wants me to suffer? Damn this life of mine! I tried screaming without my actual voice, but I know I will end up tiring myself for nothing. It is so useless. After minutes of sobbing, sensing if there is someone around the area, I decided to just sit still, for I am already used to this kin
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“You’re so fucking hardheaded. Why can’t you just stay and take care of Leira? I shouldn’t have let you leave. Damn it.” I heard some murmurs and curses as I was forcing myself to open my eyes, but my head is too heavy for me to move even my brows. I felt like I was glued the moment I tried moving my body.I tried activating my ears fully but all I could hear is a buzzing sound mixed with a man’s voice, and I know it is from the man I once loved. His voice changed a little bit, but I know it’s him. The only thing that made the frustration from my system got increased is the fact that I can’t hear him clearly. I tried moving my body but it feels like it was being covered with heavy loads for I can’t even lift my finger. My body is aching as if it was being placed to a flame. Damn this! What is happening to me?!I can sense everything but not that clear and I can’t even move, like damn!“If only you know how it is so difficult for me to act this way. If only you know how it pains me w
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“You should have rest. Damn it.” He cussed under his breath with a clenching jaw, making me almost heaved upon holding myself together, for the mint fragrant smell coming from his mouth invaded my nostrils which is so addicting. No, I shouldn’t have think about it. I need to stop fantasizing him.If I could only slap my mind, I already did it.I still remained silent with a very pressed lips and my tongue was placed behind my teeth, for me not to say anything even my words are for complains and such. “Stay still,” he commanded, but I didn’t followed him and tried to tilt my body for him not to be the anchor of it, for him not to control it. “I said, stay still. Damn hardheaded wife,” added with the lowest voice he has, for he is fully aware Leira is just beside us, peacefully sleeping after the long hours of doing her tantrums. I know he is just holding the last rope of his patience while holding me with gentle, which is so unusual.With my eyes still silled with emptiness, I tried
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