©WebNovelPub
Previous chapter:
Chapter 28 - twenty eight
Next chapter:
Chapter 30 - thirty
PREVIEW
... in waves.
I was eight years old again, standing in the doorway of our old apartment. My father was drunk, shouting words I didn’t understand. My mother was crying, trying to calm him down while shielding me and my sister behind her.
Then the scene shifted. I was ten, and the bottle was shattering against the wall. Glass everywhere. My father’s hand grabbing my arm. The sharp edge of the table. Pain. Blood.
The scar.
Then I was older. Fourteen. Standing in a hospit ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE



























