The ice cold concrete under my hands and knees bite as I try to move towards the bowl of soup in front of me. Every movement results in a wave of pain running through my body. Letting the cool liquid run down my throat I feel my stomach rumble at the food. Going day in and day out without food results in more pain. But after a few days it doesn't hurt anymore. Or at least not as much as the other wounds. The metal door rattles, making me look up. "Ready for another session?" the man asks walking toward me with a new pair of handcuffs. Cuffing my hands together he unlocks the chains to my wrists and ankles. Pulling me up he put a hood over my head before pulling me out of the room. Katherine Marshall, a destroyed soul that is known to everyone in her college. The picture you see at the first glance is not the same as the second or third glance. But deep under her scarred and bruised skin lies a little girl deprived of the love from her father. Jacob Smith, born in a small city a few hours outside of Boston. Growing up with loving parents and brother until the unimaginable happened. Scarred after finding his brother dead on the kitchen floor he builds up walls around himself not letting anyone in until he finds someone that understands the pain. Maybe even more than he does. A story about the bad girl and good boy. Will the destruction that Katherine holds keep Jacob away or will he break down the walls around her heart and find the scared little girl hiding behind her tough appearance?
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