Nine

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Salvatore's pov

Auoura grabs my hand dragging me to the kitchen.

Suddenly freezes I look at Auoura to see her freezing, her eyes widen.

"Oh my God! My husband!?" Auoura shouts, I watch as she pushes people, she sits down on the chair and looks at the food smiling ear to ear.

"Can I eat it?! Can I eat it?! Can I eat?!" Auoura ask looking at the food as I laugh.

"Yes princess, you can eat." Dad says as Auoura smiles. She gets  thoses big forks to serve and stuff pasta inside her mouth.

"I see you still like my food." Miro, Auoura's chef says.

"Do I like? I love it." Auoura says her voice coming out muffled as her mouth is full of food.

"Well let's all eat." Bella - our mum says.

We all sit down, our plates already on the table, empty.

We fill our plates up.

Auoura's pov

( Flashback )

"St - stop." I breathe out, Anton's grip on my neck tight.

"You're my wife! When I touch you, don't ever, ever pull away." Anton says, his teeth gritted.

He lifts me up by his neck and drops me on a white small bed.

He then ties me to the bed along with another man - Dr. Phill.

Dr. Phill, I hate him. He does test on me and all other kind of stuff.

"I've gaved you everything, and you can't even say thank you." Anton says getting

My eyes watch as Anton grabs a defibrillators he rubs the things together.

"N - no pl- AHHH da AHHHHHHHH." I whisper, then shout as I feel the electric going through my head.

I look up to see Anton smirking. He runs the thing again.

My eyes widen "AHHHHHHH DAMN IT, AHHH." I shout.

My eyes flutter open then closed, I re - open my eyes, just to see black dots.

My body jerks up, my screams fill the room. Slowly I drift away.

( End of flashback )

I jerk up, my forehead sweaty.

I lied.

I lied.

Anton didn't stop with the torture. He didn't stop.

I lied, I lied because I didn't want to feel weak. I didn't want to feel weak or look weak. I felt so powerless under Anton's presence, and I hated it so so so much.

Grabbing my blanket I leave my room.

As I arrive, I look at the door in front of me. I quietly open the door and step inside the room.

I close the door behind me, dragging my blanket along with me.

Climbing onto the bed I lay down.

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