I feel so refreshed today. Such a beautiful day to start with! I woke up without him. I guess he went somewhere early in the morning.

Enjoying the cool breeze in the balcony I look at the beautiful garden which I wanted to visit so desperately. And today, I feel a little free. I wait for Martha to come with breakfast. The sooner I eat, the sooner I can go to the garden area. After waiting for a few minutes which felt like hours, Martha comes in with the food. And I jump at her, she looks taken aback but like a child, I hug her and express my happiness of how happy I'm about going into the garden to breathe some fresh air.

She smiles softly and doesn't close the door back like every time. Maybe, Blake told her not to. Finally, I get to have a better day than the ones I have spent here. I quickly shove the pasta in my mouth and take a sip of juice after. Once the pasta is done, I finish the juice and then go to the bathroom. Gargling has been my habit since childhood after eating any food.

I run outside my room and then I realize that Ella would also love to join me. And luckily I meet Andrew on my way to the garden so I ask him to let me take a stroll with Ella but he denies my request sternly. Though he promises to allow me to meet her after a few days, so I decide to take a stroll by myself.

I remove my slippers near the windowpane and set my feet on the chilled grass. I never thought it would feel so amazing. I walk on the cool grass, taking in the beauty of nature. This garden is so well-maintained. The dancing bushes and the rales of the leaves brushing each other on the tall trees, all feel so relaxing. The colorful flowers paint the exotic garden. I keep walking deep into the garden which feels never-ending. There's only greenery around me and only if I look back then I can see the top floors of the house.

I keep walking until an old tree catches my attention. It looks old, dried, with almost no leaves left, yet it stands strong. The branches are weak yet look heavy, the stem is wrinkled to the point where the wrinkled wood would peel off itself if anyone tries to pull it with their hands. Yet this tree stands tall, taller than the younger and green trees. Although this tree could not give me any shade from the sun, it surely gives me the courage to stand strong against all odds, to stay calm and composed even if I have weakened and broken from inside. And with this, tears prick my eyes to see this tree withholding itself so beautifully, trying so hard to survive.

"You're doing great so far -" I mumble but gets cut off.

"Yes, now that I see you have survived in this house for so long I agree with you, unlucky girl." The unfamiliar voice makes me turn around promptly. His emerald orbs darken in a split second as soon as he gets the view of my face. I squint my eyes at his sudden change of expression but it doesn't break the stare. The irking silence feels like an eternity.

"Who are you?" I ask with a clear authoritative voice.

"You don't need to know my name, lovely girl." He walks closer to me and I involuntarily take a step back.

"Care to maintain some distance?" I scoff, looking him in the eye. He leans closer and his bristles brush past my cheeks as his hoarse voice in my ear makes chills run down my spine, "Let's see if you could have this same ounce of confidence left in you after I rip you and your pretty mouth."

His dangerously deep voice and his vicious smirk make me shudder. But I can't get weak, can I? So mustering up the courage which was slowly slipping away from me, I ask, "Don't you think, you are highly mistaken and over-confident right now?" I retort and his face twitches slightly.
His hand slips behind my waist and he pulls me closer to him. I try to push him away by placing my small hands on his bulky chest but his muscular build stays in place. I'm not even wearing my heels to stomp on his feet. I feel my heartbeat quickening as he closes the distance between our faces. His svelte jawline comes into my view as he looks away for a second before his emerald orbs eye-rape me.

"Leave me this instant or I'll-"

"Oh come on, you also know that you can't do anything. So stop playing hard and give me the pleasure of a kiss." His hungry eyes prey on my small lips in lust. He licks his lower lip in anticipation while his index finger of the right-hand trails my arm till it reaches my shoulder.

"Don't you dare think about doing that!" I warn. His face leans closer and his lips inches near mine. I bang my forehead on his nose and he stumbles back. He whimpers in pain, blood runs down his nose and he cleans it with the back of his hand and glares at me in pure rage. He rolls his sleeves up to the elbow and marches painfully slowly towards me.

There's no way I'll let him catch me. He looks like a hungry predator waiting to hunt his prey. "Now, now, we can't really get over with your little stunt without making you suffer, can we?" He smirks menacingly.

His evil grin gets bigger with each step he takes towards me. My legs feel weak and my head feels heavy. I try to control my uneven breathing and in one swift motion, I turn towards the house and run for my life. The life which feels helpless and hopeless but I have no choice but to save it. I look behind to find him chasing me. His pace quickens as he is almost behind me. I try to run faster but my legs feel terribly tired. A slight ray of hope surges in me as I could see the top floor of the house once again. I feel relieved by looking at the very same house to which I never wanted to return. I'm nearing the house and once I get in, he can't do anything for sure. So I push my legs harder and try to run faster. I look back again to find him behind me, just one step behind. I can't run any faster than this and the house is still at a distance so I decide to scream. My only hope now, for someone to hear and save me from this angry devil.

"Hel-" Before I can scream for help my cries are muffled by his large hand. He holds me by my waist from back by one hand and muffles my scream with the other. I kick and throw punches in the air but nothing works. I squirm in his tight grip but his strong hands don't leave me. I keep wiggling and he loses his balance and we both fall on the ground. I quickly try to scramble to my feet but he gets a hold of my leg and so I scream on top of my lungs.

"Blake, hel-" I scream his name for help. I need the help of a devil to get saved from the other. What has my life come to? I feel like a toy, getting played by anyone who wants to play. There's no existence for me in this house. I don't have a say, nor can I have my reactions and opinions. I'm just allowed to do one thing and that is to hear and obey them which of course I won't do till I die or probably they kill me.

My screams are muffled once again and this time he straddles me at my hips. I look terrified, there's no hope left in me. He is fuming with anger and I don't really wanna know what he can or is going to do to me. Tears threaten to spill but I dare them to fall. I don't want to show him that I'm terribly scared. "Now princess, ready to lose yourself to me?" He tilts his head and eyes me from my stomach to lips. His lusty eyes and devilish smirk make my stomach turn into knots. Bile rises in my throat as all my leftover courage turns into fear. I squirm and wriggle to get out of his hold but to no avail. His bone-breaking grip on my mouth doesn't help me anymore in containing my tears, so I let them fall.

He trails slow and soft kisses down from my neck till he reaches my upper chest. He looks at me hungrily and gives me a you-look-so-pathetic look before he tries to rip off my button-down shirt. I hold his hand in an attempt to stop him from doing so but it doesn't work, so I close my eyes shut and squeeze them tightly coz I know what's coming next.

He gets a tight hold on my shirt with both hands and is about to tear it apart. Fresh tears spill down and I squirm terribly under him. Suddenly I feel light as if the weight on me is no more. Did I pass out from anxiety?

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