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Until Fate Break Us Apart

Eirlys Williams is the child of misfortune. That’s what people always labeled her. Her abusive father killed her mother due to her infidelity with another man, creating a permanent scar in her heart. People come and go in her life, but she remains in the same place, with her indelible trauma. "You deserve to be beaten! Who made you a child born from a murderer and a sl*t?!" "Your existence itself is a sin!" "Do us a favor and go die!" She shuts her heart to deflect the pain, hurt, and sadness that constantly following her. However, to shut one's pain, means one also shut their happiness. Constant abuse throughout the years has made the girl's heart grow cold and numb. However, her brief encounters with the Gardners sparks a new page in her life. "That's very kind of you. But then, I will be worried if you go home alone." "Don't be so reckless next time! You are a girl!" "Big sister, please become my wife in the future!" She could slowly feel all of her emotions coming back to her heart. The pain, joy, sadness, hope, anger, awe, and even love. This time, she vows to protect her heart with all her might. However, the Gardners have secrets they don't want other people to know. A secret that could put Eirlys in danger. Can Eirlys overcome the hardship that comes from regaining her emotions back? This is a story of an adolescent girl, trying to find a place where she belongs. ===================== - The pic isn't mine. Credits are belong to the original artist. - English isn't my first language, so there might be lots of grammar mistakes. I apologize in advance for that! Happy reading!

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Chapter 113 : That woman is real

'They… stopped…'

I nervously swallowed my saliva. I pressed one of my hands on the door, while the other blocked my mouth to ensure no sound would escape.

The door was unlocked. If they wanted to break in through force, I didn't think I could handle them. 

Step, step.

My blood felt cold at the sound of footsteps approaching the door. I glanced around, but there was no other door or place to hide inside this room. The equally dark room made me ill at ease and more nervous. If it wasn't for the big window which allowed the moonlight to shine through, I might feel trapped and suffocated in here. 

Did the Gardner household have a habit of turning off every light when the night comes? Weren't they afraid of thieves breaking in? Were they so rich they don't care even if thieves steal one or two things?