Chapter 1

Mia’s pov

“Fuck I look so trapped in this mirror every single day,” I said under my breath staring at myself in the small bathroom of our two story family home on the outskirts of the city.

My long dark hair was tied back neatly into the ponytail my mother always insisted on.

The modest blouse fitted snug over my breasts and the knee length skirt kept everything covered but it couldn’t stop the growing ache I felt deep inside my body.

At twenty four I was tired of living this borrowed life full of rules and expectations that choked the real me who wanted to let loose...