Ch 63
Matilda Vaughn POV
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*sensitive content ahead*
“But I'm the boss here.
And now you will kneel in front of me”.
I scoffed at his words…
Showing him that I wasn't a weak toy that he could easily break.
“Wasn't the order clear to you?
Not a finger on me”
My words come out strong, cold.
Defying all the voices in my head, which is asking me to 'shut the f**k up, for once'
But what's there to lose?
What's there to be scared off?
The only person I was supposed to trust, my father, turned out to be the monster I was afraid of.
Whom to believe?
What to trust?
My life has been nothing but a nightmare.
Maybe I was born to live in this world…
But I can't accept it, not open handed.
.
.
My eyes don't gold any weakness, I stay still
My chin up.
He throws the cig
