She was only six months old when the nightmare began. A house that should have held lullabies and soft whispers instead hid a monster behind closed doors. No one heard the final cry. No one stopped the rage. By the time sirens screamed down the street, her tiny heart had alrea… Continues… She never learned her first word, never took her first step, never felt the sun on her face long enough to remember it. In a house where she should have been cradled, she became the victim of the very hands meant to protect her. Her father’s fury ended...
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