The Mute Woman Novels & Stories

She no longer cared about the title or their opinion of her. They could think think whatever they wanted as long as they don't disturb her or her son. The crowd that had formed around them created a wide space for ther and Aiden to pass through. Their eyes held surprise and inferiority as they watched her leave.Through her stance and her fierceness while she talked, they knew she wasn't one to be trifled with unlike before. Now that she could talk, they feared crossing her paths. Years ago, they were able to bully her mostly became she was a mute. Even though Ezekiel helped defend her sometimes, there were times whem he wasn't around.

"Little mute! Oi! Little mute! " Ethan Brooks had just shouted twice when he realized that the mute girl had turned out from behind a rock wall in the direction of the beach, with a large plastic bottle in her hand, and was looking at Ethan Brooks with a murderous little look in her eyes, looking as if she was unhappy, very unhappy, with the title of little mute girl. Just when she was worried about how to defuse the situation a bit, the mute girl quickly walked over and squatted on the ground to swish and write the word “Luna.”

Then, he would crouch in front of me and grab his ears like a child who was awaiting punishment. This time, he did not budge. I tried to convince myself that the random woman must have gotten the wrong man. Alas, Ryan kept his silence. He fiddled with the hem of his shirt with his thumb and index finger. It was a nervous tick of his. "Maddy, hear me out…"

Luke stood up immediately raining cusses on the person at the door while I laughed at his frustration before leaving the kitchen and going towards the door to know who it was. I got to the door and threw it open but saw nobody out there. Someone coughed lightly "Ma-?" I heard a hoarse voice and brought my eyes down to see a little girl standing right in front of the door with a fresh cast on her right arm and red lines all over her face and body. Her hair was unkempt and brownish She looks so weak and thin with dark circles under her eyes, she must have been crying for a long time. I already had tears in my eyes as I felt pity for the lost girl, how I wish Melissa would return to me soon.

The woman voiced out. Munawarrah sighed, "I've been addressed worst, slut, manipulative, cheap whore, husband snatcher... May I go on?" "You really are shameless" Amal said staring viciously at Muna. "I would've offered you something to drink but, seeing as you didn't have the simple courtesy to act classy, why then should I treat you like someone with class?" "Says the woman who has warmed the bed of too many men to be able to count so as to land her in this position."

Unexpectedly, the left window shattered and its glass flew across the room! Maxine was startled, which threw her off balance and gave her heartbeat a brief pause. It also coped swiftly, so she peeked downstairs right away. She witnessed a woman successfully open the window. She couldn't see her face because it was turned down, but Maxine took advantage of the opportunity as it gently stood up. As the blanket unfolded, she leaped to her feet and wrapped As the blanket unfolded, she leaped to her feet and wrapped Maxine realized the woman had a mallet in her hand and snatched it from a safe distance. The lady was standing tall and topped with a white blanket as if she were a man. "You better s

I was a bit hungry but I was in too much trouble to risk leaving my room again. I couldn’t sleep just yet so I turned on the TV and clicked through stations till I found something suitable to watch. It was a movie called “W-Men.” "W-Men" was about a group of mutants who were individuals born with abnormal abilities and whatnot. I wasn’t really interested in it and had begun to doze off. I closed my eyes welcoming the sleep that was washing over me when suddenly I heard the sound of my window opening. My eyes shut open and I sat up in my bed.

“What? Are you saying she’s a mute person?” “No, I know this woman,” one of the attendants quickly replied behind me. “She’s not a mute person. In fact, I know her sister and I heard about a report she made a few weeks back about her being missing. I was surprised when I walked in and saw that she was an injured woman.” “What?” I let out gently. “Missing? You mean she’s been missing?” She nodded. “And now she can’t talk?” I turned to the physician. “Is that even possible? Is it like a reaction from the accident?”

It all seemed professional until the woman suddenly turned her gaze on me. “Are you a mute one?” she asked bluntly, one perfectly arched brow raised. “I haven’t heard a peep from you since you arrived with this oaf.” I blinked, caught off guard. Aiden answered before I could. “Miss Cross can talk just fine. She’s here to observe and just assist.” The woman made a little “humph” sound, clearly unimpressed. She leaned back in her chair, swirling her wine. Then, with a sly smile, she looked between us.

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