She was a captive here, held inside against her will and every time she tried to go out, she was stopped. What was her name? Who was she? She no longer remembered but what she did know was that she had a family no longer.
She had one just a few days ago. The sharp, yet protective smile of her sister and the comforting hug of her brother were memories she could never forget. She longed to keep those precious things inside her heart forever.
Even now, she felt as if she could feel those gentle arms around her but every time she reached for them she was faced with the cold, hard truth - they were no longer here.
They had been stripped away by a pair of cold eyes and a gentle smile.
She loathed that smile and that face, even when all she knew was the face of her aggressor. The hate bloomed as a well looked after flower and it hid behind her gentle smile.
