LENA
he asked.
“My… my name?” I stuttered.
“Yes, you,”
“It's Lena.”
“Lena,” he squinted his eyes and clenched his fist. “Tell me something, you were thrown out of your home by your mother and kidnapped along the way?”
“Stepmom,” I clarified, my voice weak yet firm. “They threw me out after… after… I”
“Go on,” he turned to face me, his eyes rolling in scrutiny.
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