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Scarred For Life
Última actualización : 2023-03-06
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Sinopsis
Drama
Third-Person POV
Familial Bond
CEO
Victim
Brave
Forbidden Love
Forgiveness
Love after Marriage
* It is said that the most painful wounds leave the deepest scars. No one could attest to that more than Afrah Aminu. For eleven years she's kept a secret to herself, knowing that she might never be able to tell anyone. Not that she wanted to. But now, with the sudden arrival of a strange man in her life, she finds herself thrown into the terrifying situation of having to relive it all. As he tears down each and every wall she has set up around her heart, the memories of that haunting night come crashing in waves. Will she be able to survive it? Or will she be crushed underneath its weight?
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Prologue
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"Afrah, dear?" His voice came from the stairs.
"Yes?" Afrah dropped the remote she had been holding and hurried in the direction of his voice.
"When did you wake up?" he asked as she reached him. He was fully dressed, and seemed to be heading out.
"Just now," she replied, staring down at her feet.
"I seem to have forgotten my phone in my room, and I'm in a hurry. It's in my bedside drawer upstairs," he smiled sweetly at her. "Be a good girl and bring it to me quickly, will you? I'll be outside by the car."
Afrah nodded and hurried up the stairs, her beaded hair bobbing up and down as she did. She was eager to come back down and continue watching the animated movie she was so heavily invested in. 'A Bug's Life' had always been her favorite movie of all time.
The room was cold and dark, with the curtains drawn and the air conditioner cranked up to the maximum setting. She briefly wondered why he had his curtains drawn in broad daylight, when the sun was shining so brilliantly outside.
Her eyes fell on the drawer he was referring to, and she tiptoed towards it, afraid of breaking the seemingly sacred silence of the bedroom.
Oddly enough, the drawer was empty when she pulled it open. Afrah furrowed her brows in confusion, scratching her head. He had told her that his phone was in here, so where else could it be? She walked around the bed to the other drawer and opened it, but the only thing inside was the remote for the television.
The door opened behind her suddenly, and she jumped slightly. She relaxed however when she saw the familiar face.
"The drawer is empty," she said. "And I can't see the phone anywhere else."
He didn't reply. There was something odd about the way he was looking at her, with a shadow over his eyes. He took a step towards her, tugging at his collar. Afrah took a step back, uncomfortable with the way he stared.
"Don't scream, little girl," he said as he quickly pulled his shirt off in one fluid motion. "This will be over before you even know it."
*
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Scarred For Life Epilogue
*The drive to the beach took longer than any of them had anticipated. The weather was dry, with the heat rising to a dangerous level. Twice, they had to stop to fix a punctured tyre. "Are we there yet?" "Just a little further," he replied, wading through the traffic. "It won't be long now."They had left his uncle's house early that morning, with a picnic basket which they filled along the way. They had hoped to beat the traffic by leaving early, but even so they only managed to cover eighteen miles in an hour. By the time they finally reached the beach, it was a few minutes past noon. The sun was high up in the sky, and their shadows had disappeared underneath them. There was a small crowd gathered on the sand, which surprised him as it was a weekday. "Come," he said to her, offering his right hand while he took the basket in the other. "I know the perfect spot for us."He led her away from the crowd, keeping his hold on her tightly. He recognized the group as students from the
Última actualización : 2023-03-06Scarred For Life Chapter 83
* Azra was a bright-eyed, polite, little eleven year old who couldn't meet anyone's eyes when she was brought to the house by Adnan. Afrah, who had been discharged three days prior, watched from her window as he drove into the house with the little girl sitting beside him. Looking at him, she still didn't know what exactly she felt. Of course she still despised what he'd done, but she didn't necessarily hate Adnan himself. Forgiving him was hard. It was probably the hardest thing she would ever learn to do. But it would be worth it if they would learn to live happily for the rest of their lives. Azra's mother had been much too happy to let her go. They had been struggling to provide for the little girl with her new husband, who was significantly less-wealthy than Adnan. Layla knew the girl would have a better future with her biological father. When she got the call from Adnan, a part of her wanted to hang up on him. But since it concerned his daughter, she'd listened to his plea a
Última actualización : 2023-03-06Scarred For Life Chapter 82
*Carpets and curtains. She dreamt of them both, not as separate entities, but as one. Throughout her existence, Afrah had been surrounded by carpets and curtains, each lending its own unique addition to the story of her life. They were always silent, never considered but ever present. She recalled the carpets in her bedroom, how soft and flat it was. Twice a year, the carpets would be taken out so they could be washed and returned. The curtains were washed every month, and Afrah remembered sitting in the middle of her room one time when both carpets and curtains were removed, and she simply stared at the barrenness of her room. Strange how something as insignificant as carpets and curtains could change the entire appearance of her bedroom. She recalled the carpets in her father's room, the plush cream color stretching from wall to wall. His curtains were white, which she remembered complaining to her mother about once. "Why can't I have white curtains as well?" she'd asked. "Bec
Última actualización : 2023-03-06Scarred For Life Chapter 81
*Afrah didn't know she was capable of doing it until she'd done it. Spontaneous action was never her area of expertise, knowing fully well that she was more of a reactive person than a proactive one. But the sight of Fahad falling to the floor jolted her to action. It was like a spark had awakened in her, grinding the gears in her brain. She began by lunging for the gun. Yusuf wasn't expecting her to move. Neither did he hear her move, since the carpet muffled her footsteps. He was still pointing the gun at Fahad's twitching corpse when Afrah's hands suddenly wrapped around the gun and yanked it out of his hands. He staggered back, bewildered by her action. And then she brought the gun to his chest, looking him dead in the eye. Time seemed to freeze in that moment. Neither he nor she dared to move. Between them was their hateful glare, separated by the barrel of the gun. His breathing was calm, while hers was irregular, coming in short bursts. In that moment, their roles were rev
Última actualización : 2023-03-06
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