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Dakota was quiet for a moment. "I'm surprised you didn't notice the scar on my shoulder." She muttered quietly. But it may blend in with the others... |
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Nathan Croft - Nate held her. "I noticed... I never asked though," he whispered. "What's it from?" |
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Dakota was quiet for a moment. "Her" She said quietly, sighing and shoving away the memories |
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Nathan Croft - Nate held her close. "What happened, baby?" |
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Dakota didn't know why it was so painful to tell him. They were getting married, after all. "She.... beat me and told me how I was useless and how she hated me. I didn't think a mother was so capable of hating her own child so much..." Dakota paused, fighting back the memories. "It got to the point that I was fighting for my life once. She had been drunk and I had left a knife on the counter from dinner earlier that night. She found me in my room and I had to call for an ambulance once she was locked out of my room and barely concious. I didn't waste any time moving out once I was discharged from the hospital." She said quietly |
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Nathan Croft - Nate held her close. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that," he whispered to her. "You're safe here. You'll never have to go through anything like that again. I promise," |
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Dakota didn't speak as the memories flooded in, uncontrollable |
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Nathan Croft - Nate held her close. "You're okay," |
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"But what if she finds me?" She asked quietly, a tear rolling down her cheek |
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Nathan Croft - Nate shook his head, "She won't," he reassured her. "And if she does, I'm here to protect you," |
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