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“I'm not wrong— I just happen to know. Even if you coerce us to live here— it won't give us the feeling of safety and warmth we should feel from inside when we are in our home. It won't make your home— our home. It would merely be a house where you'd force us to live," my voice was a mere murmur but I knew he heard it, somehow. My heart was beating louder and faster than usual. Encouraged by my emotional thoughts, my pulse started to race at an unusual pace as I told him.

Though, he didn't say anything in retort to that. But somewhere I knew he understood my proclamation.

Leaving him behind, I took a couple of steps more before I was stopped.

“And what you tried today,” I winced in pain as he held my nape from behind before turning me around. I peered up at him in fear while he stared down at me with his intimidating eyes. His eyes were thundering. Leaning down further, he made my pulse rise. Being so close to him— a man, no less, I could see the clear spec of blackness inside his dark eyes. They were so raw and so dark and so piercing. It was terrifying to look at. I sucked a shaky-terrified breath before slowly blowing it out. “I would suggest you not try it again,” he added, his bottomless brooding eyes burned into mine, “because no matter how hard you are going to try, you are never going to get out of here without my permission. Away from my sight,” he vowed in a menacing tone that had no expression at all. “Don't get your hopes high.” Tears split down my eyes while he studied my face for a solid good amount of time before finally deciding to release me. Moving as soon as possible away from him, I backed away hastily, cradling my nape. It was hurting. “You like escaping. Don't you?” He explained to me in a condescending tone. “Let's see how you are going to try now with my eyes on you— all the time.”

Tears brimmed my eyes. Nothing of this would have happened if my parents were alive. Why did they have to leave me all alone in this cruel world? After they were gone, a lot of things happened all at once. And none of them— were good.

Not even one. He— being the worst out of them.

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