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CHAPTER 7: Confrontation
Pain. Immense pain was coursing through all parts of her body. Her eyelids felt heavy as if refusing to get opened to miserable reality.
She heard hushed voices in background. The muscles of her body tensed up, fearing someone was here to strip her off her dignity again.
Small whimpers began to escape her lips, closed eyes welling up with tears. The horrible scenario was very fresh in her mind, making her quiver.
"Shh shh it's alright, Hazel. I'm here."
Mona's soothing voice calmed her struggles down. Sudden relief filled her nerves, realizing she was indeed in safe space.
Wincing softly, her closed damped eyelids fluttered open before getting squinted with blinding light.
"Aunt?" Her soft voice whispered, scared.
"I am here," Warm hands engulfed her in motherly hug, making her break down. She immediately wrapped her arms around her aunt's waist and began to cry hardly.
The fear, she felt while getting Kidnapped and then raped,
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