WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS CHILD ABUSE. IF YOU KNOW ANYONE GOING THROUGH THE SAME THING, REPORT IMMEDIATELY!.
Jonathan.
I froze. How did Alena know about my traumas?. "How do you-"
"I'm 18, dad. Not a kid that you still think I am" she clarifies. "I've known for quite a while now"
"You don't need to worry, bean" I assured her. "It's just a small trigger that got me-"
Frustrated, Alena springs up from the couch "It's either you tell Ciara yourself or I will"
Alena was..crying. "Julia never told you, did she?. That I was the one that found you the last time it happened to you"
My eyes bulged. What?. "But.."
"But she told you it was her, right?" She places her hands over her chest, sniffling. "I'd asked her to. You weren't breathing from afar when I found you. I was scared so I
