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THE VOICES GOT LOUDER

WARNING ⚠️⚠️ This chapter contains explicit descriptions of mental illness, drugs and depression

VICTORIA’S POV

It’s been two years, but nothing has changed.

Two years, but all I remembered was being trapped in the jail my brother had set for me.

Two years, and I had been totally disconnected from Damian. He wouldn’t take my calls, he wouldn’t reply to my texts, he didn’t even want to me, and every gift I send to him ends up back on my doorstep.

The way my heels echoed against the marble floors was the only sound that filled the expanse of the office building, a place that symbolised my jail and everything I never wanted.

The cold and harsh walls of the company I was forced to run seemed to mock me with each step I took; maybe it knew I had no mind of my own; I wasn’t my own person; I was my brother’s.

I hated it here; I hated it so much. I hated how the walls, the interior, the people—how everything looked so perfect, so normal.

It was a constant reminder of everythi
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