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CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO

Author: Iris Brown
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-11 22:01:02

My younger sister could easily choose to accompany me, but I knew she hated the smell of blood that our mother was covered with after a beating from my father. Blood and alcohol. He only hit her when he was drunk, or when his meetings went bad and he got drunk. I sighed and got up, going to the office. My father was punching,sweat dripping over his brows and his fingers were covered with blood.

My mum wasn't moving.

We had clear rules in the house. Whenever papa had an issue with mama, we were not to interfere. For any reason. We stayed in our room and waited, going to help her after it all ended. The next day we would all take a trip, splurge his money and pretend like we didn't have to use three different concealers to cover the ugly yellow and blue marks he left on her skin.

I ran towards them and pushed my father off her. “She's not moving you bastards.” I cried out. My mother's nose was broken, her lips swollen more than the last time he beat her and her eyes were shut. “What th
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