Chapter 1 Prologue

Prologue

WARNING:

This book contains triggering content that might be sensitive for few readers. A caution will be

mentioned at the beginning of chapters that have triggering content like violence, rape, abuse, suicide, which might trigger some; if you are a sensitive reader, please skip this book. You can read my other books obviously.

All the characters in this book are works of fiction; keep that in mind. The author in no way supports violence towards any individual. If any symbol, name, or scene matches with any living or dead, it's coincidental.

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" No. . . Please . . . Don't do this to me. . . I can't take this anymore!!. " I screamed

as tears started freely rolling down my cheeks, begging and pleading to the devil in front of me who was too engrossed in sharpening his blade, making me dread with the mere sight of it.

I very well know what's going to happen next. After all, this has been his routine for three

months; every day, he would take pleasure hurting, torturing me to the extent

where I can't take it anymore and gifting me with a new scar. I looked towards

the demon in front of me with pleading eyes, hardly able to stay conscious.

My eyes drooping shut, barely able to keep my consciousness. With every step he was taking towards me with an evil smirk plastered on his face, I started limping backward until my

back hit the couch, and I know there was no way out of this hell, but I

couldn't give in, not just yet. I looked towards Bruno with a glint of hope.

Bruno is a blue German Shepherd; as rear as his colour is or no matter how attractive he might be in his species, he is the deadliest dog I've ever seen. He would also enjoy watching me being tortured, and what else can be expected from the pet of a dog, not a dog the devil in front of me he is worse than a pig.

He started taking predatory steps towards me, the sharpened blade still in his hand. I again

started backing away only to realize that I have reached the end. " Why are you backing away sunshine, are you afraid of me. "

I made a face of absolute disgust hearing him call me 'Sunshine.' 'Sunshine. . ' ' sunshine,'

the name I love hearing, but only when he said, his tone would be sincere as if the word was made exclusively for me. All the happy memories of my first and last love came rushing back to me. His face is flashing in front of my eyes. If only he would have been with me, but I know he's never coming back to me. He is gone, and there is nothing I can do to bring him back.

" Oh.. tsk. . . tsk... It skipped my mind that you don't like being called 'sunshine', so tell

me Selene would you flinch the same way when that leech would call you this?

would you resist him the same way you do me? would you dread him as you dread

me?. Do you miss being with him, Serene? wanna go back where he is?".

"Don't you worry my love this time I am not gonna take much time of yours... I am done

toying with you Selene, so I have decided to let you free, from now on you can live in peace Selene." I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, I would be free from the clutches of this monster. I don't know where I would go or what I would do after being set free, but anything would be better than being with this Satan.

But my moment was short-lived, " oh! my bad, Actually I meant you can rest in peace Selene, I know that this world has been harsh to you, so I am setting you free from this world, Ain't I a good husband?" he said in a cold, deadly voice.

After listening to his words, I started shivering with utmost fear; it dawned on me he wasn't planning on setting me free but to kill me. No... No, I can't die, not now when I have something to live for. If he had killed me when I asked him to, I would be grateful, but not now, No Selene, you have to live. You can't die, not now.

The pig in front of me pulled my hair from one hand and held my chin from the other. I screamed from the excruciating pain that shot through my head, and the blade was slowly inching towards my neck. I couldn't move. All I could feel was numbness, I wanted to move or, better off, run away from the scene in front of me, but I couldn't as if my body has been paralyzed.

"Selene Angelica Westford, get ready to die, you are fit for nothing, you were a burden on everyone including me you are better off dead, it's not you who is being set free it's the other way around, from today on I'll be free, I'll no longer be bound in a stupid marriage, you know what the plus point is? the media will sympathize with me, have a safe journey love.. what a waste of beauty, but I had my fair share. See you in the hell".

I closed my eyes and My eyelids tightly shut as I was ready to embrace the darkness. That's where I truly belong. It might be some happily ever after starts after the death. might be some stories are meant to be 'INCOMPLETE.'

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