In Love With The Hero by Elmielos epub vk download

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

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Sarafina, that was her name, a red hair lady whose priority was her family. As an only child, the responsibilities of her sick dad weighed heavily on her.

She had roamed from one job to another hoping to secure a well paid one, she had no one else except for her father and her mother, that's is if she's alive.

Sarafina grew up without a mother and she was contented with that

"Dad, the doctor said if you continue taking your meds as prescribed, you will be on your feet in no time" Sarafina beamed at her dad, she dropped his breakfast on the table next to him, adjusting his wheelchair to a more comfortable state.

"Those pills are so large and they taste as awful" sarafina's dad groaned, he reached for the plate of fried plantains seasoned well enough randomly picking at the thick piece

"I know but with time it will be over, trust me dad" Sh encouraged patting his grey hairs out of his face, he had refused to get a haircut to sarafina's distaste

"Of course, there's only two pills left in the pack"

Sarafina paused, worry creasing her forehead. The pills were what the doctor said would keep her dad going, his hypertension had gotten the most part of him.

Once while walking down the stairs, sarafina's dad had collapsed due to stroke. This had led to the paralysis of his legs, it could progress further, sarafina had seen some whose hypertension had led to their full body paralysis, she feared without the pills her dad could become a victim

"Dad!" She called panic thick in her voice. "Why didn't you tell me earlier before now, I should refill it" sarafina rose from her kneeling position, she stirred the ginger tea and tasted

" Right to your taste, make sure you savour every drop. I should be on my way dad, take care and call me if anything going wrong, the phone is right by your left"

By the time Sarafina completed her speech she was out by the door already.

She had no destination in mind, the thought of her dad's pill exhausting and leading to a serious health problem plagued her. She couldn't stay still and watch that happen, just last week sarafina was fired from her job as a stripper, the pay from that day had been their only mode of surviving

It had rained yesterday, everywhere was wet and vehicles roamed through the mud filled road, children played in the puddle while their parents called out for them, the scene made sarafina smile, she had made her mind already, taking a sharp turn she dragged her feet briskly to the strip club she no longer worked at.

Sarafina adjusted her hoodie letting it drop over her face, her steps faltered and her breath hitched, taking in a deep breath to gather up courage, she resumed walking quickly.

Luck wasn't on her side, whatever or whoever she was trying to avoid Chased after her easily grabbing her arm to halt her

" Sean, let go. I'm in a hurry" sarafina attempted to snatch away, though successful but with a red painful mark, she muttered profanities under her breath. She continued walking ignoring Sean who trailed next her.

" Sarah, why don't you listen to me for once. You can't keep denying how much you love me" Sean declared. His feet thumped against the cold floor as he walked

"I don't want this anymore Sean, I don't love you, do let me go okay. We had a relationship, but it's over I no longer want to be with you. Do yourself a favor and stay off. Away" Sarafina heaved, refusing to meet his gaze, she could hear the pause in his movement

"I hope you know what you're getting yourself into" She heard him say, the subtle threat in his words didn't go unnoticed, Sean always had difficulty taking no for answer, at first she admired that habit in him mistaking it for determination, he soon proved her wrong and pulling away was becoming a hard thing.

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