Chapter 3 - Maren Breaks Down Revealing Years Of Silent Abuse
Maren slid down the side of the marble kitchen counter, her knees pulling tightly against her chest as silent tears fell.
The wet apron lay crumpled on top of Calvin’s shattered phone, symbolizing the breaking of an unbearable chain.
“It’s no use, Ronan... they own everything, even the air we breathe in this house,” Maren whispered brokenly.
Ronan knelt beside her on the cold tile floor, gently placing a reassuring hand upon her trembling shoulder.
“You don’t ever have to bow to them again, Maren; I am right here,” Ronan promised with absolute, unwavering resolve.
Sienna leaned against Ronan’s arm, burying her face into his jacket just like she used to do years ago.
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Calvin scoffed loudly from across the room, crossing his arms over his broad, arrogant chest.
“She’s pathetic, Ronan; she likes being useful, don’t you, Maren?” Calvin mocked with a cruel, mocking smirk.
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