"Sorry." She said without an expression, looking down at the floor.

"Why would you do that? Please, don't ever think of yourself like that. I am here for you, remember?" He said, reaching his hand to her cheek, in which, she responded backing up from the touch.

"Are you mad at me? I am sorry, okay? I was drunk and I didn't know what I was doing. Please forgive me, will you?"

"I will prepare dinner." She said and sprinted towards the kitchen, hoping that she could escape, resulted in nothing.

He grabbed by the waist, trapping her in his arms. She hissed at the touch while closing her eyes in hope that he could let go of her this time.

He rested his chin on her shoulder so that he could whisper in her right ear.

"I love you"

She hated these words coming out his mouth.

She didn't respond even though he was pleading at this point. This was not the first time that happened. Every time this man beated her, he would come back after getting back to his senses. She didn't want to deal with this anymore. She was tired of it all.

She was out of this so-called-love.

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"Mom?" Shayla snapped out of her thoughts as her daughter, Mila called out to her.

"Yeah..?" Mila proceeded to shove a spoonful of rice into her mouth.

"Eat. You haven't eaten anything properly past this week." Mila said, preparing another spoonful bite for Shayla.

Adreline rushed through and she felt warm inside, smiling to see her daughter care for her when she didn't have anyone else to lean on.

"What are you grining about?"

"Nothing." Shayla swallowed, hiding her happiness and Mila proceeded to feed her.

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Date: 3 June, 2020

Peace out!
-Ruba