Ripped from Heaven, Burned in Hell.
Caught and caged in beauty.
Beauty comes at a cost.
One man holds the key to our survival, to our freedom.
Find out how I lived and lost the greatest thing on earth.
I didn’t see her coming and that will be my downfall.
She will ruin me, take everything from me, and give me everything I can’t have.
I can’t help her. I won’t.
She is innocence. She is strength.
She is my piece of heaven in hell.
I’m not letting her go.
tight cord. Alone and beaten, each breath comes quicker. My eyes are almost
swollen shut, with only tiny slivers of light shining through to let me know
it’s daytime. Thick, rough rope scrapes harshly against my wrists. A dirty
white dress, held up on my shoulders by thin straps, covers my shaking body.
caught in the grasp of evil again. Have I failed Lily too? Will I die down
here—never being able to let my sister know how thankful I am that she did
everything she possibly could do to save me? I would give up anything in this
world to tell her how much I love her, and to tell her to keep fighting.
pounding like it never has before. I’ve vomited twice already. I dread more may
be coming up. My lip quivers and my chest expands heavily. Tears squeeze
through my swollen eyes and spill down my face.
movement near my body. Hot breath heats my cheek letting me know someone’s
there. “Sasha, you need to reveal to us who helped you, or things are only
going to get a lot worse for you.” A gruff voice I know all too well
causes bile to rise and threatens to empty again.
never give up who helped me.” Only my words come out all wrong and slurred. What’s wrong with my speech?
already been through, I thought that already was the hard way.
wrists, and he begins walking. I fall to my knees as soon as I try to take my
scream from the pain. A whimper tries to escape but can’t get past the lump in
my throat. He grips my elbow and pulls me along with him.
my swollen eyes and heat from the sunshine hits my skin. I realise I’m outside.
I smell the salty ocean air and feel the chilly breeze. He continues to walk me
for a moment, and then stops. I’m pushed to my knees, and then my hands are
lifted above my head and tied to something round. I feel it with my fingertips;
it’s hard and rough, and feels like a wooden pole.
what we do to slave girls who try to escape and protect traitors.” I can
hear the sick excitement in his voice. He has been gunning for me ever since I
my chest is rising and falling fast, waiting for the first punch to come. Trying
to predict from which angle, so I can brace for the pain, I feel it.
searing sensation runs down my back. I arch in response to the blistering pain.
I sob when I realise he’s whipping me.
feel it again, I scream. My back forces itself forward, trying uselessly to get
away from the attacking whip.
to defend myself has caused my wrists to throb with pain. I want to crawl into
a ball and try to protect what piece of untouched flesh I have left.
through my thin dress and skin. The pungent smell of metallic fills my nose.
The sliminess of my blood as the whip flicks down my back, seeps downward. The
pounding in my head is growing. My eyes are begging me to open them to see, to
escape. My body arches again along with a piercing scream from another strike.
eyes, I can taste the saltiness on my lips. My head sags to my chest, my
breathing heavy. I sense my body going faint. I’m so tired. The promise of
unconsciousness whispers on the edges of my mind. Darkness begins to envelope
distance. I recognise that voice. It’s Lily. She’s getting closer. Oh, thank
God, I can tell her how much I love her. How much she has been the best big
sister anyone could ever ask for, and demand that she keeps fighting.
sweet voice talking to me; she’s crying. Lil’s arms feel so warm around my
body. Home. I’m finally home. I love you,
Lil. I try to say except my mouth won’t move. I scream it in my mind to
her. I love you, Lily! These are my
last thoughts as darkness surrounds me and the light drifts away.
Evie Harper is an Aussie author who releases her debut novel, You Loved Me At My Darkest on the 28th of August 2014.
Book #1 will be followed by You Loved Me At My Weakest releasing Nov 2014 and, You Loved Me At My Ugliest releasing February 2015.Evie is a bookaholic and is never found without her kindle, if by chance she doesn’t have it, she has severe separation anxiety. When Evie isn’t writing or reading, most of the time you can find her playing Uno, Trouble or Monopoly with her husband and two children.
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