Chapter26
Dom, looking at her with those siren attractive eyes. “Why don't you dig deep into your past , and history again.?” He asked. “Still on the growl? I was caught up in the moment. Please let it go and don't remind me of that night again” Dom eye f****d her for a few seconds before exiting the moment. Late, Serena stood before the old orphanage gates, the iron warped and rust-stained from decades of neglect. Her childhood home looked smaller now, cloaked in ivy and silence. But the memories were loud. The dormitory whispers. The Reverend Sister’s cane tapping through the halls. The stories she told herself to survive. Now those stories were starting to unravel. The gate creaked as she pushed it open and stepped inside. The place hadn’t been lived in for years because a new building
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