CHAPTER 1:EVELYN'S POV“Get down here, little girl! I gave birth to you. I can also have you!”“Stay away from me, Papa!” I cried, backing away until my back hit the wall. “Please, I haven't done anything wrong.”He staggered towards me, the stench of alcohol coming off him in waves. His bloodshot eyes settled on me, and I knew I was in trouble.“Come here when I'm talking to you!”“No, Papa. Please…”My eyes landed on the vase beside the bed. Without thinking, I grabbed it and swung it at his head.The vase shattered against him…. “blood…ohh my God mum.”He staggered backwards, cursing, while I ran past him before he could grab me.I rushed downstairs, tears blurring my vision, and found my mother sitting before her dressing mirror. She was adjusting her makeup, dressed in an elegant gown that probably cost more than everything in our home.“Mama!” I grabbed her arm. “Papa tried to hurt me again…he tried to force me to do that again, He was drunk, and he…”“Evelyn, not now.”She did
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