Milan, Italy.AlinaHis hands close around my neck, the iron grip seizing the air out of my lungs.I claw at his fingers with wide eyes, nails scraping skin, eyes watering. He doesn’t move, instead, he hisses then slams me into the wall. The sound of bone cracking fills the room and I cough, rubbing my bruised neck as pain shoots through my entire body.My head is burning.“You’re going to be a good girl,” He says, kneeling, voice low and steady. “You’ll go back into that room and get dressed. Do you understand?”He reaches for me and I flinch, wiping the lone tear slipping down my cheek.A sigh escapes his lips and he rises up to his feet.“Alina, please. You have to do this for us or else, we’d lose everything we’ve worked so hard for. Besides, I’m sure you won’t be able to continue college and your sister-““Exactly, dad. Why does it have to be me? Why him?!” I whisper yell, clutching at my head before standing up to my feet.My vision blurs and I blink it away with an attempt to g
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