Miriam POV
Tattered pieces, shattered dreams, nothing held together is quite what it seems. Forlorn expressions upon my face this emptiness that I hold within my embrace. Like an empty valley with no water, barren of any life. I walk with unsure steps as I falter in the cracks and fall to my face. My lips cracked and bleeding, my heart and mind are in a disarray. Nothing makes sense anymore. I feel like I’m going in circles. I open my mouth, but no words come out. I try to scream but silence surrounds me like an eerie cloud. – Paula Gallegos Miriam POV When Ernesto called me to check on how Angel was doing, she had just fallen asleep and the news that he told me had me shaking in fury. He told me how her father molested his own daughter and that he trained her to please his friends. I asked Erne
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