All Chapters of The Traitor's Daughter : Chapter 71 - Chapter 77

Sarah’s POVIt happened on a Tuesday.The kind of day that felt ordinary in all the right ways, socks warm from the dryer, fresh coffee in my favorite mug, and Lorenzo’s jacket draped over the kitchen chair because he never remembered to hang it up. The wind carried the smell of pine, and I had just sent my first message to a support group I found online. I was building something again. Piece by piece.I thought I was safe.I thought peace had roots now, buried deep enough that nothing could dig them up.I was wrong.I’d gone out to the clearing again, the same one I had walked to days before when I finally felt free in my body again. I’d brought my journal and a blanket, planning to spend an hour under the clouds scribbling thoughts and hopes and maybe even a letter to my younger self.The wind was softer today. The sky open and merciful.I didn’t hear him at first.Didn’t sense it.Didn’t feel the old, heavy darkness until it was already too close.The snap of a branch.I turned.An

The way life could change so fast was one thing that would always shock me. I can't believe that my life has actually come to this in such a short time. Just about seven months ago, I was in deep hell. In a place that I never thought I would escape. A hellish torment that made me make several attempts on my life because I was all alone with no help, and now, I had help. I had love and people in my corner. I had a person who would do anything he possibly could to protect me and keep me from my demons, even if it means risking what he had worked all his life for. Suddenly, life doesn't feel so bad anymore. I know that I still had that little fear in me of the unknown. That fear that this man may not be with me for very long because I knew just how disgustingly capable the monster that is supposed to be my father is, and also knew that he would never stop until he sees that I stopped breathing. In this fight, there was no in between. It's either he dies or I do. That I knew

Standing in the midst of bushes on a steep mountain as the weather turned dark. I was staring at a beat up wodeen shed that was supposed to be our new place and to say I was disappointed would be an understatement.I was scared.The place looked haunted. The sound of the howling breeze and the sway of branches as the day got dark in the middle of nowhere was nothing short of scary.I know we left for my safety but this is extreme.The wooden doors that I think we're once brown,were now dark and had mushrooms stuck to it. The door in question was swinging open with the air and even the stick walls, had holes in them.“It looks like no one has been here since the earth was formed.” I said to Lorenzo whinjust cackled at my words and expression.Was he not finding it as crazy as I was.The could would literally kill us because this was basically living in a tree.“Come on, the inside may look better. Don't judge a book by its cover.” He said to me as he dragged out bags inside with almost