Miriam

Walking to my room, I feel a heavy weight leave my chest. I was finally free from my father's grip. I had lived in fear when I could have stood up to him and gained freedom for myself a long time ago.

"Hello," Mira said, reminding me of her presence. Yes it was true. If she had not been present in my life, it would have been a different case. I'd have been on the dining table, enduring my father's sore attitude without another option.

"Thank you Nora, I am indebted to you." I said to her with so much gratitude in my heart.

"Common, we are one; no...