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She got down with her phone on the right hand and her car key on the left hand and walked unbotheredly towards her apartment. She lives at the outskirts of Crystal Hills, a small town in Big Raven. This place only house few people that wants a quiet place and one of them is Kristen. She has been here for five years after leaving home because her step father could not stop abusing her sexually. Kristen told her mom severally but she would choose her husband over her and when she could not bear the shame, pain and stigma, she left home and cuts every ties with the family. Her stepfather had raped her at fourteen and had continued to abuse her for complete three years. She left when she was sev

Dorothy whispered painfully. "Neither do I. It’s just so unfair, the way things have turned out. Your mother risked her life. So did mine. And even Agnes... she’s still alive because Stefan offered her protection if she agreed to let him marry you," Chole said. Kristin waved a hand in front of her face, overwhelmed. "So many secrets in one day. I wonder what I don’t know about myself." "You ain't that special," Chole teased, and Kristin gave her a half-hearted smile.

Kristian sitting beside, chuckled lightly and looked at Laurel, "It seems like someone has taken up your work." Joselyn's grandmother knew that Kristian pointed at her and asked, "What does this mean, Kristian?" Kristian smiled and said, "What a mess of a love story!" Laurel smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't have a clear understanding of people back then, and I know I was wrong. Kristian, please don't mention this again in the future, it's a stain on my life." Kristian sighed, "Don't meddle in the affairs between me and Madeleine anymore in the future. I finally found my wife, and I don't want you to drive her away again."

She got down with her phone on the right hand and her car key on the left hand and walked unbotheredly towards her apartment. She lives at the outskirts of Crystal Hills, a small town in Big Raven. This place only house few people that wants a quiet place and one of them is Kristen. She has been here for five years after leaving home because her step father could not stop abusing her sexually. Kristen told her mom severally but she would choose her husband over her and when she could not bear the shame, pain and stigma, she left home and cuts every ties with the family. Her stepfather had raped her at fourteen and had continued to abuse her for complete three years. She left when she was sev

I notice how Kristen takes an uncomfortable gulp as she holds my gaze, while fidgeting with her hands, showing she's truly hiding something from me. My heart sinks into my stomach. "Nothing happened between me and Theodore," Kristen says, but her voice isn't convincing enough. Even the look in her eyes says otherwise. "Don't lie to me," I warn. "I am telling you the truth, Calhoun," she takes a step closer to me and tips her head to my face, "I got into an accident and he saved my life. So when I heard about his arrest, I went to see him because I felt bad for him," she pauses to rub the side of her arm, "it's just like I am indebted to him. So I was trying to make him apologize to you, so h

However, at this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door. Kristen felt puzzled and she looked through the peephole, only to find that it was Anna. So, she opened the door. 'Sis...' 'What's wrong? Why are you so flustered?' Kristen asked, then Anna took out her mobile phone and handed it to her. 'Some gossip media exposed the photos of you and Elvis Sterling.' Kristen quickly took the phone, which was full of photos of her and Elvis. The title was 'Kristen's Love was Seemingly Exposed'

The coldness in his eyes, the hurtful things he had said—it was all too much. Once in her own room, she threw herself onto the bed and buried her face in her hands. The tears came in waves, and Kristin couldn’t stop them. She was angry—angry that she had been trapped in this marriage, angry that she was stuck with a man who didn’t even want her. She cried for the life she had been forced into, the one she never wanted. She cried because everything felt so wrong, and she couldn’t see a way out. Her phone rang, breaking the silence. Kristin wiped her face and glanced at the screen, seeing that it was the orphanage calling.

Finally, I was ready to ask the big question that had brought me here today. Kristen was in the office now, sitting beside me as she quietly but curiously went through an old photo album of myself from my childhood to mid teenage. Thankfully, Mama Suzanne had kept it safe all these years. She had hurriedly requested for Kristen the moment I was done telling my tales, after finding out her role in my becoming the woman I am today. Occasionally, Kristen would look at me and giggle quietly when she sees a funny looking photo.

Kristen said, "Over ten years ago? That's a long time and I can't seem to place which event was. I have helped many people over the years and it is hard to remember everyone." "I figured," Kristen agreed, "It's a bad past and a story I don't like to talk about, that was why I suggested that I will tell you about it later. But it's fine, I don't have to hide it any longer." She glanced at me and I smiled back at her fondly and reassuringly, nudging her to continue,

"Good. And now, I'm going to fuck you hard and I want to hear you scream..." ***** If you would like to learn how Kirstie (Debbie) first met James and Michael, read 'Mastering the Virgin' And the story continues for Kirstie and Ryan when they return in 'Charlotte's Search' (Part Three - 'The Sin Of The Parent')