#Chapter55

---Mia.

Mia POV.

My name is Mia, I'm sixteen, or I think I am, it's what my mother says I am, she hates me, like really hates me. The bruises on my body stand witness to her tough love, to how she treats me, when everyone else get to go to school, make friends and be classified by my age, I wasn't I was locked inside.

We moved too much, every time I felt like I'm close to knowing what classification I am she'd move us, she says I look too much like my father, she hated him. He's a sadist that's what she called him, I didn't believe...