The mafia's Captive Bride
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p in this nightmare? Why is Sebastian branding my father as a traitor?" T
back*
ghost drifting through life without purpose. And to make matters worse, I've always been bul
e thought about it all countless times, succumb
ape from this prison of fear a
inside me refu
darkness. So I put on a mask, a fake smil
strong, but deep down, I'm d
hildhood, when happiness was a
but we had a roof over our
s tell me "Dad loves you, he's just busy with work. Okay?" and I will nod my
that fateful night, it still linger
n. I had begged my mum to let me go out with my friends, and she had re
g to waste time on dessert. But she had in
my way. We wouldn't have gone out that night, we wouldn't have been o
ht has left a scar t
dering what would have happened if I had just listened to
nent stare. The sound of her final breath still echoes in my mi
see my dad once or twice in a year, and hi
mom, for not being able to protect her. Bu
day lingered, a constant
y. The sound of sirens, the smell of hospital disinfec
mom, she was my everything, my rock
had always made me
older, the pain never faded. It only evolved i
ht of my world crushing down on me, I couldn't hel
s to speak of, and my dad, h
d to make ends meet, working multiple jobs to put food on the table and make me happy. It w
herself to sleep feeling lonely and sa
the way she had always smiled,
ty chairs and the silent, uno
ys been absent was
ne. And I was left to face the
f my mom, my world was shatt
fe faded to a dull gray, and the
erms with the loss and f
a part of me died with her, leaving me wit
and I've been stuck in a never endi
ious laughter and her warm embraces are forever e
numbness, growing through the motions of
to let anyone in, fearing they wo
tant memory, a fleeting fe
ged and I'm left to pick up t