Fallen for Revenge

h acted as the only source of light-except fo

er dazed and disoriented. Her messy hair clamped down to the skin on her face. Her sleeveless ni

was happy. She was happy she finally left the clutches of the Mafias. She felt a

to run to. Her father had sold their property and used the money to fund their

thoughts twisted into darker places-places that harboured reveng

she ignored them, assuming it was someone else walking through t

heard from behind her. It was

into a desperate run. Her feet slipped on the slick pavement, but she pushed forward, ignoring th

e, muffling her screams for he

losing in on her as she tried de

arp and filled with intent. "You can't outrun

like they killed her parents. Vincent wouldn't let her walk away. She wasn

cing for a way out. But there was none. The city felt like a labyri

the ground with a cry of pain. The sharp impact jolted her body, sending shockwaves

ed down by exhaustion and despair. A sob broke from he

elter of a building across the road. Maybe they co

oice trembling as she shout

d. Her heart lurched, and in that split second, time seemed to slow. The world around her narrowed to the bright bea

was t

and sending her flying through the air. Her head hit the g

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ough every inch of her body, a deep, searing agony that made it hard to breathe. She blinked, try

nic surged through her as she tried to lift her hand to touch her face

rattled in her mind, but the

dream-the rain, the headlights, the screams

e low hum of a machine, the distant voices of doc

ing headache. Just then, she looked up to the dig

M. 17-0

rror. It had been four weeks sin

rash, and a man running up to her in the la

if it didn't belong to her. Her mouth opened in a dry, rasping breat

for her face again, this time fo

ck and heavy, wrapping around her entire head

g beyond the horror that slowly settled over her. Whatever had happen

nurse walked in, her expression s

there was a strain in her voice, a tension t

na's voice was barely a

e been out for four weeks, ma'am," she said gently. "A

pleading with her eyes for her to

he paused again, "Your face... It was severely injured in t

ght of the words crashing

", she manag

we were able to carry out a facial pla

ghts swirled in confusion till she fu

nly the beginning. The war between the brothers was noth