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The Lines

🇳🇬Evborein_Susanne
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Iris is a strong young woman that has gone through a lot as a child and is living a difficult life trying to take care of herself and her sister. She needs to find a job as soon as possible, Iris works as a physiotherapist for a wrestler whom she met on bad terms... Kian the wrestler is a huge person with status and has never lost a match, his secret is beyond normal and Iris has to put up with this to give her sister a better life... Read more to find out about Iris and Kian's contract will it lead to other unexpected feelings?

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Chapter 1 - Little Iris

Iris's narrative

Today is the anniversary of the death of my biological parents and my birthday, It marks the 20th year of their death and 20 years of my misery.

I miss them so much, the burdens of this world is too much to bear.

** Flashback **

"Iris get ready, we don't have all day sweety" a soft toned voice yelled from downstairs

"I'm coming mummy, I'll be there once I get a hold of the other pair of my pink glittery princess shoe mummy" I yelled back at her

"OK darling, but be quick" she said

We were going to Disneyland for my 7th birthday and I know how much I've pressured them in letting me go to Disneyland, my birthday was the best reason to go there.

I didn't know this would be the last time we'll ever go out.

*Sounds of Sirens*

I really don't know what happened but what I can remember before blacking out was the view of a truck coming straight at us.

Mum and dad didn't make it, I couldn't speak for months, I blamed myself for what had happened.

I could have just celebrated my birthday at home. They would have still been here.

Aunts and Uncles that I have never seen came to our home fighting for my parents wealth but got mad when they realized dad had already put everything under my name.

I stayed with my dad's sister Maria, she was now my guardian, she was nice at first but after a year, she became cold.

I was not living like a slave in my own home.

I ran away from home when I was 10, I didn't care what they did to my wealth, I'm just glad I made it out alive.

Roaming on the streets, I found a couple who accepted me as theirs, they were poor but had no children, all they had was their home. They tried to take me to school and I had a part time job and saved all my earnings. We were comfortable for 7 years until they both left me alone in this world. They just left a home for me but it wasn't a home any more.

I met my little sister Bree a few months after and took her in, she was still a tiny baby that was left by the dumpster close to my house. I named her Bree and I took care of her, I felt that I'll lose her I decided to enjoy the time I had with her.

**Now**

I have always pray that my biological parents and foster parents rest in peace on this day.

I also pray Bree lives long too, I can't be lonely again

It has been 10 years since I found Bree and she's not doing fine, She is an asthmatic patient and unfortunately has a hole in her heart.

I may have become a physiotherapist but I am still poor to take care of my baby sis and myself.

If I didn't have a stable accommodation, we'd be on the streets.

I can't borrow money for Bree's treatment, I have previously borrowed money for her pumps and medication, I've reached my limits and I sometimes hide from the loan sharks.

Will you join me to see how my story goes?