Warning
Mention of sexual abuse. If you want to skip the part, you can from this '~' onwards, which is towards the middle of the chapter
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Finally, I am graduated. After about a two years stay in Canada I got my post degree. I was with Jin on the garden of the University. Since, it was night nobody cared where we are and we didn't mind either.

"Congratulations baby." He kissed me briefly and pulled me in for a hug. I melted in his embrace.

"Thank you. I wish we could go together for the dinner." I whined. In a few minutes I have to leave him and go to the dinner with my family. The word 'family' was specially quoted by my father.

"It is okay. We can always celebrate it in our secret way once you get home. You look too hot in this dress, you know." He cheekily said taking my bottom lips in between his. I giggled and pulled him in for a kiss.

"I have to leave now." I said while hearing my phone ping with a message. It was my brother, telling me I have to come to the hotel where my parents were staying.

"It's Evan. He asked me to go to the hotel."

"I will drop you there, it is dark."

"Nah, my parents will be already at the entrance waiting for me." With that being said I left to where the others were.

I found my parents shortly. They were standing only a few meters away from where we both stood. Phew that was a close shot. I let out a relieved breath.

The ride to the hotel was a really silent one. My dad did not even flash a smile at me, all I got was a nervous smile from my mom. I started regretting for agreeing with this dinner idea already. It was better not to have anything at all than this uncomfortable silence.

Once we reached the hotel and got into my parents' room, dad sighed heavily. Something was incoming for sure.

"When did it start?" He groaned.

"What dad?" I was confused as heck.

"When did you start your little rendezvous with that man?" He shouted making me flinch.

"Dad, I-I can explain." I really did not want to spend this happy day like this. For once I thought he will be proud of me. Guess it was too much to dream for when I messed it up like this.

"I don't need to hear anything from you. That's it. You are leaving." He angrily spat at me. My mom tried to stop him from raising his hands at me. But he just pushed her away.

"Leave? What do you mean leave?" I raised my voice unintentionally.

"Yes, you are leaving this fucking place and coming back to our house."

"NO, I am not leaving anywhere. Heck I am 25, I can make my own decisions." I was getting furious too. How long are they planning to control my life?

"And is that why I saw you with him? Is it your way of decision making? Wasting your time and life for your stupid fantasies. Is that how I brought you up?"

"This is not a fantasy. I love him dad. I fricking love him. And when did you ever care for me? All you did was throw some cash and never show up when I needed you." I choked through my tears.

"Eliza, how dare you say that?"

"What, am I not telling the truth? You remember Lucas? How would you? He was just another puppet in your play to keep me under your rule."

"Shut up Eliza. Or you will regret it?" He shouted gripping his arms on the chair.

"Why? Why should I? If I opened my mouth then, none of that would have ever happened. I would never forgive you for what you did." I was crying heavily, my breath was ragged and unsteady.

"Ela, stop it sweety." My mom pleaded. But I couldn't, all the mended wounds were broken and there was no way I can control the fear, anger I once faced.

"You are a disappointment to me and my family. I can't tolerate with you anymore. You are leaving tomorrow and that's final."

Disappointment. Did he just say that? Was that all I was for him? A mere dust that he can wipe away according to his will.

"No you are not taking me away from here." I turned right away to the door. My mom was crying and trying to quiet down dad, but he never budged.

"If you leave to that house for him, you will never ever return." He threatened me, his eyes red with anger and a slight tinge of fear. Why should I return when he doesn't even care for me?

I shut the door harshly without even sparing a glance. The only regret I had was that I made my mom cry. Sooner or later I expected this to happen but I didn't want my mom to witness it.

I walked out of the hotel with tears overflowing. I mindlessly walked through the alley not caring for anything in the world. For my mind was filled with despise and anger towards my dad. Every time I try to forgive him for what he did, he just proves he doesn't deserve it.

Lucas. The name I so desperately wanted to erase was resurfacing again against my will. The wound he left in me was deep. I was dead after that. And the sole reason for it was the person who should have been the one who's responsible to make me happy. My dad.

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"Hey girl." I flinched back when I felt a tight grip on my shoulders. In the darkness, I saw three black silhouettes few inches from me. I took two steps back only to collide against something.

My heart was beating so fast and my hands were trembling. I hesitantly turned to see two other men towering over me.

"Who-what do you want?" I tried to sound strong even when I was scared. I subtly looked around to see if I could find someone for help. But the whole alleyway was secluded other than for these five men and me.

"You." The man behind me whispered in my ear, his one hand snaking around my waist while the other held my chin in place. I tried to kick him but my dress was making it impossible. I tried to slap him and run away from his grips. But the two others in the front were quick enough to grip my both hands tight.

Before I could even scream, I was slapped right across my cheeks. I tasted the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. He punched me in the guts many times until I coughed out blood. They shoved a piece of cloth when I tried to make a sound ignoring the immense pain.

They dragged me to someplace that was darker and had a scarier aura around it. I tried to wiggle out of their holds only to receive another punch in my ribs. They shoved me down harshly on the floor. I screamed through the cloth but all the noise were muffled.

Fear, fear that was what kept on replaying in my mind. Fear of death, fear of losing everything, fear of not being able to see my family, to see Seokjin.

One of them came eerily close to me, his face was not clear in the darkness. I felt his hands on my neck and another on my clothed hip. I moved forcefully only to be pulled back.

"You won't give up, will ya?" His voice was filled with venom. A voice that is now etched onto my brain. I tried to get up when his weight was lifted off my body.

The next thing I knew was a sharp pain that hit the back of my head. For a few seconds I sat there still not able to move. My body felt numb, I felt something trickling down my neck. My vision got blurry and pain started throbbing in. My head felt like it was split apart. I fell back with no energy to resist anymore.

Before my vision was invaded by the darkness I felt a stinging pain on my wrist. Then everything went away as if I was caught tangled in a nightmare. Only it wasn't.