Chapter 31

• Daniel's POV
• She started with her soft melodious voice filled with hurt and sadness."I was 17 when I first met him. Him.... his name was E-Edward. We were fine. There were no such problems in our relationship. We never
• never never fought. For me there was no one else other than him. He meant the world to me. I loved him soo much. He used to treat me so well. Never tried to hurt me. I don't think he even looked at any other girl, other than me. I had just turned 18 when we had our first year anniversary. He thought that we could move out, live together, live our lives happily together. No one to restrict. Dad didn’t know about our relationship, except Mamma and Kate. Dad never even allowed me to leave the house at night, living separately away from him was far from it. I was his princess you know. He never wanted to see me hurt. But I never understood that. One day, Dad said he'd be out of the country cause of some business issues. And he had invited me out for some party. I told Mamma and she agreed, saying that it's my only chance to go out at night. You know Mamma right? She's all too cool about such things. But then...... that night it was raining heavily a-and I was on his bike when it hit my dad's car. Nothing happened to anyone, we were all fine.... u-until Dad came out of the car. He was completely shocked to know that I had a boyfriend, who....... who he didn’t approve of. He pulled my hand and pushed me into the car. I still remember everything. Everything. Like it happened yesterday. Dad didn’t speak a word. When we got home Mamma kept asking 'what happened?' He didn’t say a single word. And then when Mamma came to my room at midnight and asked me what had happened.... I told her everything. By morning Dad was calm and Mamma had convinced him that he is a nice guy and all that shit! But I knew there was something Dad knew about him. He didn’t want to tell me. So that morning things got out of hand and.... I told him I'd leave the house to live with him. And he happily asked me to get out. Pride came first for Daddy. In the meanwhile, he had already found a place for us to live. A small place.. enough for both of us. And I remember.... it was exactly one month after I moved in with him that I left him. That one month I didn’t have any contact with Dad or Mom. Soon I got to know he was cheating on me. But I was holding onto that thin line of hope. Every person I met would have seen him with someone else. I felt so humiliated and I finally decided to confront him about it. He didn’t answer to any of my questions at first. And suddenly, all he did was.... he slapped me soo hard on my face and then bashed my head on the wall. He said he was a man and he had needs that I couldn't fulfil. He kept on saying that I meant nothing to him. He removed his belt and hit me until I slipped into unconsciousness. When I was conscious again, he wasn't there at home. Thankfully, my phone was there and I called Kate. She came and picked me. I was bruised everywhere, there was not a single place on my body that was not beaten by him. I was obviously in no place to call my Dad and inform him. Kate did call my Mom. And Dad was happy that I was back and he atleast didn’t lose me completely. I then never saw him. I don't know what happened.... I had locked myself in my room for a month. Not cause I was scared about the incident that happened with me. But I just couldn’t go out and face my Dad. And we were always a bit kind of.... off all the time. We didn’t have the father-daughter bond like before. Just a month before he died I finally apologised to him, he just smiled and we were back! But then again, everything changed. God took him away from me......" she said as though finally at last she lost.