#Chapter234

From long before the first time she let Rick touch me while I was her emotional and physical punching bag. The reason her life was so shit. All the blame laid on a child for merely existing. She hated me so much. My own mother, the woman who gave me life. I used to wish she would take it away again and relieve me of a life that was wracked in misery just to stop her loathing me with every fibre.

Those books chart a life that’s so shameful that no one should be cursed to read them. Details of things that make me sick to my stomach just...