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Alyssa's pov

I lay here in this cold, dark room chained to a wall.

I fear him.

The abusive things he did to me, the scars, the bruises, the pain he made me feel.

It made me feel as if I am not worth anything to anything or anyone.

But I'm worried, about my baby. Not sure if it's still in there.

He doesn't care.

Here he comes.

Let the torturous night begin.

stranger • jack avery Where stories live. Discover now