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Rose was abandoned. Dad was exposed.I should have felt satisfied. But inside, I was empty.All I wanted now was my mom. For her to stay. For her to never leave me again.“Okay, Mom,” I whispered, my voice weak but sure. “Take me away.”We turned to go, but Dad stumbled forward, his face ashen, his hands grabbing at our clothes. He dropped to his knees.“No! Please—don’t leave me! Fiona, Ava—you can’t walk away from this family!” His tears streaked down his face, his voice breaking. “I finally have you both back. We can be a family again, don’t take that away!”He looked nothing like the proud man he once was. He was broken, sobbing, desperate.“Fiona,” he pleaded, “I already lost you once. I can’t lose you a second time.” Then he turned to me, choking on his words. “Ava, I know I was wrong. I know I hurt you. I should never have taken my anger out on you. Please… please forgive your dad.”I shook my head. This house—this family—it had once been full of love. Now, it was nothing but sc
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Rose thought she could win over my mom the same way she always did with my dad—by looking pitiful.Her eyes welled up with tears, her lips trembling, her whole face carefully painted with fragility. Normally, the second she acted this way, Dad would explode at me and beat me half to death just to make her smile again.But this time, it didn’t work.She’d underestimated how much weight Mom still carried in Dad’s heart.“Rose! What kind of nonsense is this?” Dad’s voice cracked through the room like thunder. “Fiona is the lady of this house. Whatever she says goes. Who are you to talk back?”He turned to Mom, his face softening in a heartbeat. “Honey, if you don’t like her, I’ll kick her out right now. We don’t need her—we can be happy, just the three of us.”Rose whipped her head toward him, disbelief written all over her face. How could he say that so easily?Her mouth opened, desperate to speak, but Dad wasn’t looking at her anymore. His gaze was fixed on Mom and me—his wife and daugh
Left to Rot, Held by Her Again Chapter 8
Mom’s eyes cut to Ethan like twin blades. She didn’t need words to accuse him—her silence was enough.Ethan swallowed hard, avoiding her gaze. He stammered, “She’s… she’s a girl I adopted after you left.”I didn’t bother keeping quiet anymore. “Adopted? When Mom was gone, I let her steal my place without a word. But now? Why should I suffer that humiliation when Mom’s back? She’ll never let me.”Mom’s face hardened. “Ethan, didn’t we agree—Ava was to be our only child? Why did you bring another girl into this house?”His face turned pale, then red, then pale again.I started, “Because Dad—” but he quickly cut me off.“I just… I thought Ava needed company after you left. That’s all. Honey, Ava needs rest. We’ll talk when we’re home.” He turned to Rose, pushing her gently toward the door. “Rose, go on. We’ll celebrate another time.”He closed the door behind her.But through the crack, I saw the fury burning in her eyes. Her fists clenched so tight her nails dug into her palms.She final
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The doctor didn’t need another word. She was a mother herself; she saw the truth as clearly as the bruises on my body. Ethan’s silence, his guilt, the way he hadn’t once asked about my condition.Her tone was firm. “Regardless, these injuries—combined with the kidnapping and the old wounds—mean we’re obligated to report this. The police will be here soon.”Mom’s knees buckled. She sank to the floor, her mind spinning. Why would the man she loved do this to their child?Ethan’s chest tightened at the sight of her pain. He wanted to speak, to explain, but the words lodged in his throat. When Mom had died, he’d told himself punishing me was a way to let out his rage. He’d never meant it to go this far. But now, faced with the truth, he regretted everything.Time blurred.When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Mom’s tired, tear-swollen face hovering above me.“Ava!” she cried softly. “You’re awake. How do you feel?”I reached up slowly, my hand brushing her cheek. Warm. Real. Sol
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The room fell silent.I lifted my head, my eyes going wide. “…Mom?” I whispered.There she was—standing in front of me in the exact outfit she’d worn the day she died. My whole body froze. For a moment, even the pain searing through my bruises disappeared.She looked just as dazed as I was. Like she couldn’t understand how, on our way to make a cake together, she’d blacked out and then woken to find me surrounded by men beating me.Her beautiful face streaked with tears, she threw herself forward, shielding me with her body.“Who are you people? Stop it!” she shouted, fumbling for her phone to dial 911.Then she bent low, her voice gentle against my ear.“Don’t be scared, Ava. Mommy’s here. Nothing’s going to happen to you.”The kidnappers blinked at her sudden appearance, rattled but not stupid. They had overheard enough to understand we were mother and daughter. They snapped photos of her and sent them to my father. This time, with undeniable proof, the ransom was paid.But just as t
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“I didn’t—” I tried to explain, but Ethan cut me off.“Enough!” he barked. “I should have known. A rotten seed like you can never change. You only bring death into this house.”He carried Rose away without another look. I sat on the floor stunned, clutching at the ragged wounds on my side that throbbed whenever I moved. The physical pain was nothing compared to the pain in my chest.I crawled to my pillow and pulled out the scrap of paper I kept taped under it—Mom’s handwriting. “I hope my little Ava grows up safe and sound.” That was the simplest thing she ever asked. For years I’d been drifting further from that tiny wish. Ethan blamed me for everything; he struck me, shouted at me, called me names. Sometimes I wished he’d just end it—end the loneliness—because living like this felt worse than dying.I hugged the paper and let myself cry until I couldn’t breathe. I promised Mom—quietly—that I’d try to be safe. That was the only thing I could do for her.I never imagined the next thin
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