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I woke up in the hospital. How I got there, don't remember.
I got up to see my head hurt so much. Why is it hurting what happened to me? I went home and ended up at a hospital.
Then everything comes rushing to me. I always knew he never cared for me. I can't remember a single happy memory of him with me. I was always going play with your brother and let me finish my work.
When he came home with a girl in his arms, he was all smiles, while with me, there was a stern face. Every small thing that happened to Sam was my fault. Did Sam not notice, she was always ignorant, assuming she was hated because she was an illegitimate child.
No more of this self-pity. I want to make him pay, but I can't be that heartless, so I'll leave my home so that he will not blame me for his daughter's pain.
I looked around for my things but found my phone with a little note.
Please baby, don't tell your brother. We will come see you later.
I rolled my eyes. I wasn't planning on it. As a matter of fact, I'd ignore him too.
I quickly sent a message.
Arrange a penthouse with a luxurious kitchen. Don't let anyone know where it is located.
Yes, Ms. Night.
I'll leave quietly so I won't have to argue with them.
While talking to the doctor,
He said he would discharge me in a few days. He wanted to keep me under observation because I had a nasty fall.
I can't wait a few days. I need to go to the diner tomorrow.
I called the diner, letting her know I was in the hospital.
She was worried but didn't let me come in until I was healthy.
I sighed up now. I'm going to be bored and will have to deal with them.
I thought I was going to be alone, but the majority of the time, they would come visit and talk.
I didn't want to talk, I wanted to be left alone.
Marcus arrived the next day.
"Nicole, please, you have to listen. I was wrong about destroying your mother's kitchen. I just wanted you to follow my instructions, but you continue to ignore me, he says."
"I'm tired of listening to your excuses. Now, leave, we won't be seeing each other soon."
.
"Nicole, please, I just wanted you and your sister to be there for each other. After all, you both went through the same experience."
"No, I was kidnapped, almost raped and had to fight for my life to get back to my home. I don't know what your daughter went through, but she might have asked for it.
Then I heard something drop on the floor.
She heard me and her eyes were full of tears.
this sole act made him angry
"Sister, I know I caused you harm, but do you have to hate me?"
"I don't hate you. I just can't stand people who act like victims."
"What do you mean?"
"Why were you with Xavier the night when I was kidnapped?"
She looked scared.
"He took me by force and forced himself on me, causing me to lose my baby.
I'm sorry, I just didn't want to recall it. I just wanted to forget. Please forgive me."
I looked at my father. He wanted to say something but couldn't.
I just want peace and quiet. I said to myself.
"I apologize for my words. I should have jumped to conclusions."
She walked up to me.
"get away from me. I don't want you close or anywhere near me."
She jumps on me, hugs me and starts crying.
"I was wrong. Please forgive me. I don't want to be away from you."
"Leave my voice hardened but all I hear is my father begging me to accept her apology we are sister's. "
"Sam, get away from your sister. Stop acting this way."
"Mom please"
"No, I don't want to hear both of you out of this room."
"Honey please"
"Who is your honey? Don't you remember I filed for divorce?
Lay your hand on my daughter and no consequences, now, leave soon to be ex."
I blinked, dumbfounded by the news.
As soon as they left
"I know you are planning to leave. I have my things packed and asked your assistant for the address. Give it to me or do I need to cook one of my meals?"
I gulped weren't step mother supposed to hate us? Her cooking was bad. It was always over-salted.
I gave her the address I signed
There goes my peaceful life.
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