My name is Jasamina McCully and I am twenty years old.

Two years ago, my parents forced me to marry a rich congressman named Ludale McCully. A forty-five year old man that turned out to be the most abusive man on the whole planet.

"To save my family from poverty." My mother had said to me as she pushed me to marry the forty-five year old man. I was crying and begging my parents but they didn&#x27;t listen. I was just a means to an end.

He abused and beat me within an inch of my life for the past two years. Everytime I get the chance, I try to escape and every single time he finds me.

Then, he punishes me for ever trying to leave. The punishment is always worst than death. Because of that, I never tried to escape again.

My name is Jasamina and I am a girl afraid of her husband because I know what he can do. But I&#x27;m also a mother. 

After giving birth to my baby two months ago and loving him with my whole life...I know a time will come when I have to choose between being scared of my husband or trying to survive with my little boy.

The time came soon. 
It&#x27;s either to survive or die by Dale&#x27;s hand.

I made the choice to TRY and survive. 

It&#x27;s just that sometimes...even choices are against you. Sometimes, even the choice can be taken from you.

My name is Jasamina McCully. 
And this is the story of my life.


THE HOMELESS BILLIONAIRE

"Alright, I'm done here. It was nice meeting you again, you vile old man." I said very softly, and turned towards the door.

I swung around very fast. "There's nothing to listen to. Now, all these years might have passed, but there are some things that can never be forgotten. It took me years to get over the hate I feel for you and your daughter, but I see you now and I feel so angry. I feel like throttling you and watch you die for good."

He looked like it was totally understandable and it infuriated me the more. "The both of you are in my past now, and I refuse to dig you up. You or your daughter. So I'm out of here."

I already walked past the door, ready to slam it when he spoke again. "You can't dig up my daughter, Mark. My daughter is dead."

I froze. My chest suddenly started burning with such grave information. "What did you just say?" It was barely a whisper from my dry throat.

EPISODE 28 THE TRUTH FROM TWO DECADE AGO 2