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My brain did it's best to absorb all these information, it was difficult to swallow these new revelation.

"Why did you never leave him , just like your mom did ?" I asked quietly after a while .

"I didn't have anyone else, he was still my father "

My mind drifted to what she had told me earlier before she had given me the phone.

"What made you change your mind?"

"I hate him....i so much hate him, but mentally I knew he was still my father, I guess your words earlier gave me the push I needed, I wanted to survive.Sooner or later he would have likely killed me "

My throat felt tight, this was my sister, I didn't know how to react.

I couldn't exactly embrace her like a lost family member, even she was gonna freak out.We were both victims of circumstances but somehow we still managed to survive.

Since Roberts and Matteo had fallen apart, especially since "My mother " had ran away with him.It felt weird to refer to a stranger as that.

Then six years ago when he had abducted me, I guess it hadn't been on Roberts command.

His trail had been discovered by Sebastian and Hayden , he'd merely been looking for a way out and decided to use me.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I realized she has been speaking to me.

"You don't have to feel obligated or burdened to anything, we should go back to our lives " She said.

Obligation was the last thing I felt, I really wanted to know her.....as a friend , or maybe a family.

"I don't feel obligated, I really want to know you ,why don't we take everything gradually, we'll make it, i'm sure "

The tiniest bit of a smile formed on her lips and I found myself doing the same.

A sound at the door drew my attention, I guess Hayden's patience has finally ran out.

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Chapter SEVENTY EIGHT

GRACIE.

I was once again in the dark.

The sound of his dark ugly laughter echoed as I ran as fast as I could, my heart was pounding hard against my chest.Then I saw Melissa struggling against his grip .

An evil grin crept across his features.

Oh god!he was going to kill her

The knife was clenched tight in my fist.

It punctured straight into his chest .

There was so much blood...

On the ground, my hands, the sick metallic stagnant smell made me want to vomit.

A terrified scream erupted from my mouth when I saw dead gaze blinked at me from the floor.