ring him, sending glares my way, but he paid them no mind, engrossed in our conversation. Some tried

mother. There was a brother, a subject he preferred not to delve into. I didn't

e bell signalled the end of lec

able covers herself, an unusual init

g shortly, and also change your torn clothes," she ins

unt," I

ing her specified menu. Setting up the dining table, I replaced wi

ing; if she did, adjustments were in or

pered, "The dinner is ready," before making my way back to the

me, asking, "Who is she?" I kept my eyes on the fl

, and we all provide respect to our

consciousness. "We've decided that Layla should get married to this young man. They are also my business

ted. I clenched my hands and stood up. "Don't dare touch me," I warned. He feigned innocence, winki

e on you, servant. Dad, see this girl; she is a slutty bitch!"

as continuously looking at my son," the old man rema

s," he affirmed, placing his

from us?" she demanded. "She wants my future husband; she wants him.

able to roll your hands on someone's thighs," she vowed, sl

ng me. I approached my aunt, attemptin

ting towards the door. "Aunt," I w

ke you; first your mother seduced my brother, now you, Anastasia, get out o

on the servants," the man c

, I won't leave my house; this is my house, my family's house; I

his is your house." She came closer an

but I will not leave my house.

I will throw all your mother's belongings out; do you love them or not?" She laughed, and I didn't object. Tho

ch, looking at the sky. "Mother, Father, please, I beg you to take me with you; I can'

ook out my phone and called Samar. He

to swing open; deep down, I knew it never would. The home that crad

t the park near my house, please?" I asked. A reassuring "yes" was his re

ded to a stop before the garden gate. Samar rushed

s you to this chilly plac

g the night v

ou're not the world's

thing." The words hung in the air, heavy

trembled, tears streaming down my face. My bruised v

happened?" His gaze honed in on my bruised face. I tr

touch sent a jolt of pain through me. "How did you get these bruises?" Anger simmered i

one day," I implored. Samar nodded, gently holding my hand

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