CHAPTER 1

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Karina POV,

I look at myself in the mirror, wearing clothes that cover all the bruises on the neck. I sigh every time I touch the bruises. Why I got the bruises, it's hard to tell. My life is complicated and for short I'm a slut.

"Karina!" my eyes look at my door, hearing my mom yelling downstairs. I take my backpack at the corner, my steps stop when I see my stepdad leaning on my door, "Karina, hurry," I hear my mom voice again,

"The deal is still on," he whispers not letting my mom hears, "see you tonight," I avoid his eyes, wanting to cry, "hurry...your mother is calling," he smirks making my eyes teary, scared of him, feeling all the emotions. I just help him because of my mom. Someday, I will strong enough to fight back.

My mom married my stepdad 2 years ago and it's just my stepdad looking at me in a bad way. He doesn't like my mom at all, he just wants to cover himself for what he did. He made money by selling my body. Why I accept that; because he threatened my mother. He wants to kill my mother.

"Karina, let's go," she smiles at me as soon as I come downstairs, "why you crying?" she comes closer to me, putting down his purse, "baby, are you okay?" she holds my cheeks, caressing softly,

"Yeah, I'm fine...something in my eyes," I rub my eyes, smiling and holding her hands, "I'm fine...let's go,"

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"Here we are," my mom parks in front of the school as I daydream, looking down not realizing what she said, "Karina?" her second call, making me realize that I arrive at the school, "school?"

"Sorry," I sling my bag on my shoulder as my mom's eyes follow my action, "meet you at the house," I open the car door as my mom grabs my wrist,

"Hey, baby...are you okay?"

"Yeah...I'm just tired,"

"You want to go back home?"

"No, I'm fine,"

My mom nods, letting go of my wrist, "bye," she waves to me as I see my mom's car out of the school. I enter the building, seeing a typical high school, chasing, running, and playing with each other. I walk to my locker, someone slightly touches my shoulder,

"yo, Karina," I know the voices, Winter; my best friend since I was little, "finish homework?" her locker beside me, leaning on her locker. I nod and shake my head,

"Not finished again?" I turn around with a book in my hand, "what is this?" I stare at her wrist, "you got a bruise," I take her hand, looking closely. "Winter!" We got interrupted by the announcement. I see Winter already go away, "Winter!"

I went to my class, sitting at the back of the class. I take out the small mirror, silently groan when touching the bruises. My eyes were on the ceiling, not realizing that someone enter the class, "again?" I find for the voices, looking at him in question, "the bruises," he shows your neck,

"What do you mean again?" I made it not suspicious, "do you know me?" I cover my neck, touching my nape.

"Jeno," he puts down his bag on the floor beside his table, "remember that name?" he raises his eyebrow, making me nervous as I shake my head, still not resembling him, "try to remember," he sits on his seat,

"Jeno?"

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Flashback,

1 year ago,

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