The_VoiceOfEcho

“Tell me one good reason I shouldn’t rip you apart,” he asked, shaking his head in disgust. “A low life like you cheating on me is something I will not tolerate in the Walters family,” he sneered.  

Tears streamed down my face, my eyes pleading with him, but my voice failed me. All I could do was stare, my lips quivering.  

“Wait until I tell them what you really are!” he shouted, grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling, threatening to rip it from my scalp.  
 
Losing her mother to the cold hands of death, Isabella was adopted by her father. She was treated like garbage and mocked by her step mother and step brothers. 

Just to escape the hell called home, she sneaks to a party and drowns herself in alcohol, there she had a one night stand with a mysterious male, but that single night would cost her dearly.

Obsessed With My Toxic Lover

I opened my eyes, seeing the night wasn't ending soon. It was thick and only the sounds of crickets could be heard.

The cold seeped into my bones, but I didn't move to close the window. I let it in. I let it remind me that I was still here, that I could still feel—no matter how much I wished I couldn't.

The sheets curled around my fingers were wet with sweat, my hands shaky as I clenched them into fists.

My body felt stiff, heavy, as if I were dragging the weight of everything that had happened along with me. The echoes of Ryan's words still clung to the air, bitter and sharp.

A hollow laugh bubbled up in my throat, but it never made it to my lips.

He wanted to hurt me. He wanted to push the knife in deeper. And for a moment, I had let him.

But I wasn't the girl who had signed the contract hoping for change again. That Isabella was dead. And I wasn't sure who I was now.

Rising from the ashes