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Paradise Found

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No, no, no!

Swirling around, I see the man who made my life a living hell.

“It’s Uncle Henry, sweetheart,” George coos as he moves toward me.

“No. Stay away from me,” I yell at him as I take a couple of steps back while panic laces my body. I hear George’s sadistic chuckling off in the distance.

“You’ve grown up into a beautiful woman, Eloise,” he says as his creepy eyes roam over my body.

I want to hurl.

Literally be physically ill, right here, right now.

“Leave me alone, you sick man,” I shout.

“The family misses you, sweetheart. You need to come back home,” he states.

“Leave me the fuck alone. I hate you. I fucking hate you. You ruined my life,” I scream and stumble as I try to get away quickly from these two pieces of shit they call men.

“You seem to be doing well for yourself,” my uncle spits back.

I turn on my heel and run toward the main house.

I have to get out of here.

I have to get away.

The panic attack I know is coming is creeping up fast through my body, and its sharp claws are starting to dig into my throat, constricting it, making it harder and harder to breathe.

I must get away from this place.

From these vile people.

From my past.

I’m sorry, Alistair, but your family is crazy, and I can’t be around them.

How cruel do you have to be to bring someone’s monster back into their life?

No, I can’t do it anymore.

I escaped this life.

I willnotbe dragged back here again.

Reaching the door, I rush down the corridor, up the grand staircase, and into Alistair’s bedroom. Looking down at my beautiful dress, it’s covered in mud and ripped. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and my face is pale, my eyes are rimmed with red, and my body is shaking. Quickly, I remove my clothes and jump into the shower, scrubbing myself until I am almost bleeding.

I have an innate need to get that man’s eyes off me.

Grabbing some leggings and a top, I throw them on. Then I grab the rest of my stuff in the cupboard and pack my bag.

Seeing the notepaper on the desk, I quickly scribble out a note for Alistair—I don’t want him to worry. Tears run down my cheeks as I say goodbye to him.

But I value myself more.

I will not be subjected to that kind of terror ever again.

I stuff my dress into the bottom drawer of the closet—I don’t want to see that thing ever again.

And without a second glance, I’m gone.



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