*Third Pov*

(Trigger warning)

TERRIFIED. She was terrified. Her frantic pants and abnormally racing heart were all over the place. And she knew without a doubt that trouble was brimming. She could practically feel it grinding her body.

God, please don't let him come in here. Please! Please! Please!. She silently pleaded.

She was trembling with fear now. The footsteps were getting closer.

No no no no.

She quickly glanced at the side window from under the table, where she was hiding. She wished her small body would give her the courage to fly out the window. She needed to cry for help. She didn't want this. She didn't want any of this.

At just 12 years and a few months old, Sansa had learnt the harsh ways of life. The rejection from her dad who she yearned to feel his love, the pain of watching her mother die right in front of her eyes, seeing how her dad beat her mother relentlessly to death.

And now, trying to so desperately to escape the clutches of her wicked cousin. Godwin was 3 years older than her. And he was a spoiled, rotten kid.

"Sansa..?"

Sansa slightly whimpered as she heard that dreadful voice. She placed her tiny hands over her softly bitten lips.
He was upstairs now. The door was opened, which meant he was already in the room.
She curled her toes and held her knees as tightly as possible, as the fear gripped her.

"Sansa...? Come out now, before I loose my patience!" He whispered in a grave, taunting voice. His voice sounded too harsh for a boy at that age.

Sansa kept quiet. Her full, long hair covering her face, making it difficult for her to make out anything in the dark room. But Sansa didn't care. All she wanted was to escape. Daddy! Where are you!

She screamed as the predator instantly got hold of her arm from above the table, dragging her roughly out of her hiding place.

Before she could catch herself, she was being flung to the other side of the room with a loud crash into to waste basket.

Sansa wasn't aware of the aching pain that bursted out on her side. She was still screaming. Her eyes moved fearfully around the room, searching for a weapon, anything to protect herself with.

"Leave me alone! I will tell my daddy!" Sansa screamed, the fierce anger of a brave little girl. She waved a rubber slipper in front of him. Like it could protect her.

"Your daddy cannot save you. Not this time princess. Come... Let me show you something." He replied with an amused chuckle.

Sansa's small head bobbed back and forth. She gulped as her evil cousin began unzipping his Jean trouser, his lips wide with the harshest smile Sansa had ever seen on anyone's face.

"No..... Please....."

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SANSA OSAZE is a beautiful young girl who has had a terrifying past filled with violence, abuse and dark secrets which threatens to override her sanity.

Things change for the better when her scholarship Application to one of the most prestigious tertiary institutions located at Abuja, Nigeria, gets miraculously accepted.

Sansa is ecstatic as she finds this as an opportunity to escape her mean father.

Sansa then, decides to give her terrible life a new, fresh start. She starts to believe that she might actually have a normal, regular life.

UNTIL... She meets Richard, who like her, has so many dark secrets and an overly guarded heart.

Eventually, One thing led to the other and before either of them knew what was happening, Hatred became undeniable passion.

They were meant for each other, but the world wanted them apart.

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MEANT FOR YOU has officially began guys.

I hope you love the idea of this story as I do. I hope the introduction lived up to its expectations.

Let's watch out for chapter one.
Coming real soon....

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