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No | 2024-04-14 19:14 | active | 530 | 0 | 305398365904537 | Free Case Evaluation | ANOTHER SETTLEMENT VICTORY! No one ever plans on getting injured. With Gruenberg Kelly Della, you can rest easy in knowing that your rights and interests are in the hands of capable, reliable professionals. There are no fees unless we recover for you.<br /> <br /> Get the legal help you need now! Start with a no-cost, no risk case evaluation: <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.newyorklawgroup.com%2F&h=AT2LZ9nJE5T76y5DS6_y9HGytAEEbNP4Ip01yxUAP9wg5FxfWYx_DcsqNiAKMJ7306c8l4hgZYC5HtOuzHZSrjK7SvVCHiKvXnGrLTQFYev2kM07v9eg7WktQGojv4eCR6OlMktZg7bVGOGU4joT8pcQXMAHNZWqI0qWoTcLMIg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.newyorklawgroup.com/</a> | LEARN_MORE | https://www.newyorklawgroup.com/?utm_medium={{plac | 8441588907 | Gruenberg Kelly Della | https://facebook.com/gruenbergkellydella | 594 | 1 | 1,104,740,114,113,895 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | regular_page | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Learn more | 0 | Gruenberg Kelly Della | 120207855987680751 | www.newyorklawgroup.com | NONE | video | https://www.newyorklawgroup.com/?utm_medium={{placement}}&utm_campaign={{ad.name}} | 2024-04-01 11:35 | https://scontent.flas1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/434155821_433947209290681_6282312583733343815_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fT16eEeDUOYAb5m824W&_nc_ht=scontent.flas1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDwR6L73-BGWRxfTz84JC7--seoqfGdsIgD8DO_kdU0-A&oe=66224750 | person_profile | 0 | LI Personal Injury Attorneys | https://scontent.flas1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/434342553_1663082121162857_8491577167565764767_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ex4Eh_6hqXEAb7FNH8I&_nc_ht=scontent.flas1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBNQo3TrXlJhsJLEqcL4XkGpZB6NVH_78LrhGy2il4j9w&oe=6622377E | 0 | 3 | Gruenberg Kelly Della | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-01 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||
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Summer Days and Double Plays XXL T-shirt- heathered navy- excellent brand new like condition! | BRAND NEW half-zip hoodie with thumb holes! LARGE black/bright leopard print - $15.00<br /> <br /> Brand new half-zip hoodie!<br /> <br /> Super cute black with BRIGHT leopard print lined hood and thumb holes!<br /> <br /> Size Large<br /> Facebook Marketplace | BUY_NOW | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/772326633105 | 605636206760475 | Kelly Serrianne | /marketplace/?seller_profile=142800042 | 0 | 0 | 391,494,080,374,972 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | regular_page | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Buy now | 0 | Kelly Serrianne | 6537148249442 | NONE | image | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/7723266331051901/ | 2024-04-14 13:39 | regular_page | 1 | Kelly Serrianne | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436410167_839344594880533_897241808210275610_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TmLesuoWMlUAb5V7JgK&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDBtIQv0oE0IT58Ug3oT52xdXt9cSVeRp6VOTvYJd1x5Q&oe=66223F9D | 1 | 3 | Kelly Serrianne | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||
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Great Boat & Trailor Package Opportunity! | Great Boat & Trailor Package Opportunity! - $16,000.00<br /> <br /> 2001 234 Escape Larson, 23 ft., Deck Boat and trailor. 5.0 GL, inboard/outboard Volvo Penta Engine. Season tune-up completed for 2024: oil & filter changed, new spark plugs, wires, distributor cap & rotor; New impeller, 2 batteries, and ignition switch. have manual & maintenance records Cushions have been reupholstered and have new custom, canvas boat cover and bimini shade. Regular service and maintenance done annually. Have manual & maintenance records in hand. EZ-Loader trailer with 4 new tires included. Portable toilet onboard. Seats 14! Be on the water THIS weekend!<br /> Facebook Marketplace | CONTACT_US | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/258037620692 | 102941985721459 | Paula Tripiciano Kelly | /marketplace/?seller_profile=1177406680 | 0 | 1 | 1,371,968,436,850,331 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | regular_page | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Contact us | 0 | Paula Tripiciano Kelly | 120207069839760259 | NONE | image | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/258037620692985/ | 2024-04-14 13:51 | regular_page | 1 | Paula Tripiciano Kelly | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/437528752_734986298843127_6363892201419981893_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yQywtRD78mIAb7HwoPt&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&oh=00_AfD1689Tn9CrOOj4pzF43CaZytFMMWKqxHvtul45rm8oMA&oe=66224685 | 0 | 3 | Paula Tripiciano Kelly | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||
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12 ft Sea King | 12 ft Sea King - $600.00<br /> <br /> Description:<br /> 12 ft fiberglass Sea King. Freshly painted green and brown with marine paint. Three seats with a lot of storage in the middle seat. Inside of boat done with white seal paint recently. Comes with a 3 horsepower Evenrude Lightwin Motor. The gas goes into a tank in the motor. No gas lines running from motor to tank, no mess. More useable space. Double reinforced transom with two steel plates, very stout for larger motors. Also included is a Shakespear Wonder Troll 606 trolling motor, both motors run well. Anchor, one and a quarter gallon gas tank, front boat seat, rear mount for seat, and a new anchor rope all go with the boat. <br /> Trailer has new bunks, new winch and winch line. New trailer tongue jack and wheel, newer lights, new straight tongue coupler. New white paint on the entire trailer. New boat rope on bow. Non-skid on fenders. The trailer is worth $350 to $400 dollars alone. <br /> Can fish three, but fishes two wonderfully. Perfect for a small lake or some back water duck hunting. Nice boat in good shape, great trailer.<br /> <br /> Location: Merrill, WI<br /> Delivery Method: In-Person<br /> <br /> Condition: Used - Good<br /> Color: Green<br /> <br /> Currently For Sale On Facebook Marketplace | CONTACT_US | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/231811028173 | 344548873160769 | Kelly Bloomer | /marketplace/?seller_profile=100004096993603 | 0 | 1 | 315,327,071,335,848 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | regular_page | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Contact us | 0 | Kelly Bloomer | 120208690676640296 | NONE | image | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/2318110281731247/ | 2024-04-14 14:10 | regular_page | 1 | Kelly Bloomer | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/437939172_931992288928449_7872240751728998339_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kiWqho-AFUUAb5uHNj7&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfD2aO1PN5nN4gu0Av47AbD4n5EzgFaszWchttu4GgzG4w&oe=662234D4 | 0 | 3 | Kelly Bloomer | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-04-14 19:39 | active | 530 | 0 | 802715265104366 | We have multi-system approach to Hair Loss. <br /> Upcoming Hair loss and Wellness seminar on April 28,2024 at 2pm. Reserve your seat.<br /> <br /> If can’t make the seminar then make a hair and scalp analysis consultation in our Hair Loss Clinic with our Hair Loss Practitioner.<br /> <br /> CALL 410-838-8085<br /> <br /> #hairlosspractitioner <br /> #hairlosstreatment<br /> #hairgrowthtips | 160166271151 | Kelly's Hair Design | https://facebook.com/khd604 | 671 | 1 | 1,626,285,461,244,583 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | Kelly's Hair Design | 6527872646915 | NONE | video | 2024-04-14 16:37 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/435659703_827638625850421_2702862404868455840_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lfyf0xkIksoAb5ClTei&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&oh=00_AfDh_PjnO8PSxtbpnpAoy7N-4Gl-RKR_64ETxwsocRYbDg&oe=6622321C | person_profile | 0 | Kelly's Hair Design | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436539096_798685775037023_2041478781292470380_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BBT08zn3AKIAb69sSgd&_nc_oc=Adj89h7jB1rkiR-X6i1004A1AYxLnCZykpQFwBqlNjL12dtupWlqGn6dVFm9a4lLs5I&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCPD-IYp8WU3slqX1B2ts3Xi5ZDvrpJsn5ZdSdMpKtrJg&oe=66223A71 | 0 | 3 | Kelly's Hair Design | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Apply to Become a Medical Interpreter | Registration is now open for our next round of classes, please visit our website to learn more and apply: <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.aalb.org%2Fapply&h=AT0JF3yVALV8QclmDZHjaq_Px56pWsy4ZqNEmQ-B8ybBqWVJCFq-JPey0CcSZ9_qA_P22a2Ku_z6wEAu-P23UYSKZzMWXi7Y83WJRrXL3nH6wyd8JzRwdg2VccLo4v0k8kvEjkGb0lVRm8zjV1dXOjZ3oYeS_aWmz7I" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.aalb.org/apply</a>. | LEARN_MORE | https://www.aalb.org/apply | 248814219352982 | Americans Against Language Barriers | https://facebook.com/AmericansAgainstLanguageBarriers | 10,998 | 1 | 178,687,271,086,844 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | Americans Against Language Barriers | 120210279181020325 | www.AALB.org | NONE | image | Take our training to earn your certificate and become qualified as a professional medical interpreter. | https://www.aalb.org/apply | 2024-04-14 13:23 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/437962755_800943631544651_775767490709900834_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yo-O9VHM6rcAb76NSOO&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBx0giB1A4eoACG_oFwuRc2VswRB941sA0N-xR-kdwS7w&oe=66225D83 | person_profile | 0 | Americans Against Language Barriers | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436346978_363643103296799_1441402656398207874_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=42CCYPNHWLAAb6dYLjI&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAkLaNbYeTrZRigK3gEtj8BH2u5ScgdyJspmwDKjp5aEw&oe=66224C79 | 0 | 3 | Americans Against Language Barriers | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||
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We’ve got some weekend availability coming up this month with Holly!!! Let us take care of those Spring Organizing projects! Here are some of the dates available! 4/6, 4/7, 4/20, 4/21, 4/27, 4/28 <br /> <br /> Book online <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.powerhouseorganizing.com%2F&h=AT1ZnWYpD_hzXE0G43ODBVdgkkE_2aBH7KhJqydXAp9yFPH8nlAxAc0dqovw-dnvmTjp6274UhTUc3s4zopMDSyRv8SKx3dtnSf6AK93xFERRycxMtXkLsB__jx2klMTzdfwliC5SZ406rmoV9kXlTFdv2U" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.powerhouseorganizing.com</a> <br /> or call us! 📞(314) 602-5094 | CALL_NOW | 884934874955661 | Powerhouse Organizing formerly Organizing by Kelly + Co. | https://facebook.com/organizingbykelly | 2,895 | 1 | 315,435,274,905,875 | 2024-04-14 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Call now | 0 | Powerhouse Organizing formerly Organizing by Kelly + Co. | 6571840149636 | NONE | image | 2024-04-13 14:53 | https://scontent-ord5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/435893493_276431708888927_1046744603700854061_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FjBDyEsdubMAb6zRRyV&_nc_ht=scontent-ord5-2.xx&oh=00_AfAXLVSSrmiNgQECCU1LTFqbYEpiQwCdNVOQs1c_G5nKFA&oe=66225D02 | person_profile | 0 | Organizing by Kelly {Powerhouse Organizing} | https://scontent-ord5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/435707515_1076917073368133_7124491516340365968_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=S3cAqH-Hz0oAb5_faGC&_nc_ht=scontent-ord5-2.xx&oh=00_AfD92MCewfpv_RGboxHkFHdHXVSy0u8vDQqbG88Uw4wNgw&oe=66225C51 | 0 | 3 | Powerhouse Organizing formerly Organizing by Kelly + Co. | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-13 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-04-14 19:40 | active | 530 | 0 | 273528869142531 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | Marrying this magnificent warrior was my ideal but after marriage...<br /> "Why do you cry?" His rough voice is baffled. "Wife, look at me."<br /> That word. That word I used to love and now despise. More tears well up in my eyes.<br /> "You want an answer? Fine. I do not like being married to you. For you, keeping mistresses is a tradition. For me, it's the worst insult you can give a wife. I've had enough."<br /> A cold anger slips over his features. "That is unfortunate since we are wed. You have no choice but to accept."<br /> "You're wrong. I'll do my duty and give you an heir, but no more than that."<br /> ————————<br /> "You spend much time out here, I'm told."<br /> My body stiffens as the one voice I'm trying to escape invades my senses. The garden has become one of my refuges and after three months, I thought I was safe out here, safe from his presence and hers. Heaven knows, I've watered just about every plant out here with my tears. The flowers can attest to my misery, but no one else can.<br /> Except now, if he looks at my face, he'll see that I'm crying.<br /> Would he care?<br /> Making a move as if I'm wiping sweat from my face, I attempt to remove the evidence of my pain.<br /> "My lady wife, do you ignore me?"<br /> Still keeping my back to him, I shrug and continue pulling the weeds. "I wasn't aware that an observation made by you required a response."<br /> "I've wondered where you disappear to."<br /> Not enough to find out the answer.<br /> That's the wrong thing to think since it causes more tears to slide down my face. Before I can wipe them away, his hand grasps my arm, pulling me up to face him. I don't look at him, but I can feel the intensity of his gaze as he studies my face.<br /> Humiliation complete.<br /> "Why do you cry?"<br /> His rough voice is honestly baffled, as if he cannot understand how someone in my situation could have any sorrow.<br /> "Wife, look at me."<br /> That word. That word I used to love and now despise. More tears well up in my eyes, but I force myself to meet his gaze.<br /> "Tell me what causes these tears. You have been different since I brought you here after we wedded."<br /> He wants an answer, so I give him the absolute truth. After all these months of holding it in, I wrap up everything in one short sentence.<br /> "I do not like being married to you."<br /> He wasn't expecting that answer and I can feel his whole body lock tight and his hand flexes on my arm.<br /> "What is not to your liking?"<br /> That almost makes me laugh, his voice is positively confused, as if I have everything a woman could want so how could I possibly be upset?<br /> Shaking my head, I answer softly, "It matters not."<br /> "It matters. I would not have my wife cry." Heavens! That deep voice of his, so rough yet so gentle, as it was when we had our glorious month together before our wedding. Back when I was hopeful for our future, when I looked forward to marrying this magnificent warrior and being his wife in every way. Back when I thought he cared for me, when I thought the look in his eyes was full of, if not love, then caring.<br /> Back before he shattered all my ideals and dreams.<br /> "Once I am with child, I would ask you to allow me to remove to another of your estates."<br /> "Ah," he says as if understanding is dawning. "You do not like Bellford Keep. That is fine. There are others we can go to."<br /> Typical man. Problem solved. Completely missing the actual point.<br /> Looking at the ground, I shake my head. "You misunderstand me. I wish to go to another estate alone. Without you."<br /> Again, his body locks solid.<br /> "I would have your eyes for what I say next, wife." Grudgingly, I meet his eyes. And what I see in his is frightening in its intensity, its fury. "My wife will not live away from me. Ever. Do not bring this up again."<br /> "Being with you brings me nothing but misery."<br /> He looks as if I've slapped him his shock is so great at my audacity.<br /> Then a cold anger slips over his features. "That is unfortunate since we are wed."<br /> "Leave me," I dismiss him, not thinking.<br /> Clearly the wrong thing to say as he leans down so his face is only inches from mine. "You do not command, wife. You would do well to remember your place."<br /> "I assure you, I am never able to forget my place here."<br /> Those tears spill over again, both my bitterness and heartbreak pouring out. What is wrong with me?<br /> "You must learn to be happy in your situation. Any other woman would be happy to be my bride."<br /> "Well then you should have married one of them. I find no pleasure in being your wife."<br /> He grins at me.<br /> Actually grins.<br /> "You lie. You found great pleasure last night. And every night I come to your bed since we have been married."<br /> I think, in that moment, I actually hate him.<br /> "And that is the problem. I am not the only one you find pleasure with. So whatever pleasure you may give to me, believe me when I say it is only physical and only temporary. My heart and my mind remain unswayed by you and wish to be far away from you because the pain you inflict is so much greater than the fleeting pleasure."<br /> Since I can't force the warrior to leave, I spin around and storm off to the stables.<br /> He doesn't follow.<br /> Why should he follow his unhappy wife when his mistress is always there, always happy?<br /> ————<br /> I head into the stables, waving off Braden, the stablemaster. I need no help, nor do I want it, from this man or any man. In minutes, I'm leading my stallion, Sir Neigh, out of the barn and I quickly mount up.<br /> Braden yells after me when he sees me take off, no guard in sight. He thought I'd come to groom my boy, not go riding. He is used to me riding only in the mornings, never in the late afternoon near the evening meal.<br /> However, I plan on missing the meal tonight and all nights going forward so I do not have to watch her watching my husband in the common room any longer.<br /> It hurts. It hurts me so badly. I always wonder if my parents knew, when they married me off to the warrior, that his peoples' tradition included the males keeping and flaunting their mistresses. Knowing my parents, and the great love between the two of them, and just the two of them, I cannot imagine they did or they would not have given me over to him.<br /> I can't return to my parents' home because my father would return me not out of malice but because a wife belongs with her husband. He would give me sanctuary if I had been physically mistreated, but since I am not, he has no reason to protect me.<br /> I sigh as I realize I have no choice but to continue to live here, my heart dying a little more every day as I sleep alone in my bed, the warrior not alone in his. He is with her. My only hope is that someday he will allow me to live away from him at one of his other estates. Since he doesn't seem to care about family, maybe once he has his heir, he will let us go.<br /> Defeat is hard for me to accept, and as soon as I think that thought, my anger at myself grows. Who says I have to accept my lot? What if I were to run away? I had some money my mother slipped into my trunk before we left.<br /> "A woman should always have her own money," she'd whispered and I'd nodded my understanding. "Unpack it when you get home and hide it well in case there is ever need for it."<br /> She was assuming in case we were ever overrun with raiders, I could use it to ransom my husband if he were ever taken.<br /> I also had jewelry I could sell.<br /> Thinking back to the first – and only – time he had given jewelry to me, I frown. It was the day we had arrived at Bellford and I discovered...her.<br /> A servant had summoned me to his library and the warrior waited in there for me, holding a velvet bag in his hand.<br /> I'd walked into the room, keeping my eyes to the floor, even after I heard the servant bow out and close the door.<br /> "I have made arrangements for Mrs. Kelly to give you a tour of the estate and to go over household matters with you. Bellford Keep has been without a mistress since the old lord and lady died."<br /> I continued to stare at the ground and I did not acknowledge that I heard him. His boots came into my view after a few moments of silence.<br /> "Are you well, my lady wife?"<br /> Just a short nod from me as answer.<br /> His fingers nudged my chin up, but I still managed to keep my eyes downcast. "What is wrong that you will neither speak to me nor look me in the eye?"<br /> "May I leave?" I asked.<br /> Sensing his irritation, I was not surprised that his answer was swift. "No, you may not. I would like to know the cause of your distress and I have a surprise for you."<br /> That got him my eyes, but they were enraged. "I never want another surprise from you ever again."<br /> "This one you will like," he assured me, and spilled the contents of the velvet bag into his hand. It was a beautiful diamond and emerald necklace.<br /> Pushing his hand away, I snapped. "I want nothing from you. Give it to her, give all of your gifts to her. But do not ever attempt to give me a gift, ever again. You have nothing I want."<br /> Then I left him in his library, holding the jewelry I rejected.<br /> The memory was bitter and made me reconsider accepting his gifts. Perhaps I should have taken them, then I could sell them and book passage on a ship to another country and start a new life there, never having to see the warrior with her again.<br /> About half an hour from home, I see a rider heading toward me with a torch raised high. He reins in as he comes alongside me.<br /> "Milady, are you well?"<br /> I smile at his concern. "Thank you, yes, Sir Alcarn."<br /> "Were you lost?"<br /> "No; I only lost track of time and rode farther than I thought. When I realized and turned back, I could not allow Sir Neigh to run as he had earlier, when there was still sun."<br /> "Everyone is out looking for you."<br /> What on earth? "Why?"<br /> His look is part relief and part anger. "You disappeared, milady, without an escort, and you missed the evening meal. Then when you still did not return, my lord sent all of his warriors out to find you."<br /> "Yes, I'm sure he couldn't be bothered to look himself."<br /> That bit of bitterness came out before I could stop my mouth. I'd broken a rule of my own, that no one should know of my marital discord, and I fidgeted uncomfortably in my saddle.<br /> "No, milady. He was the first one out to look for you when you didn't show up for the evening meal. When he couldn't find you, he sent all of us out, my lord himself included."<br /> With the bit of light we had from the torch, we trotted back toward the keep. Every so often, Alcarn would blow a horn he had shrilly.<br /> "In case anyone is close enough to hear, they will know you have been found and will pass that along."<br /> Sure enough, on the ride back, four more knights joined us, grouping themselves around me.<br /> The upheaval my ride had caused took me by surprise. At home, although my parents didn't like it, I would disappear until well after dark all the time during the summer.<br /> "I apologize," I told my escorts. "At home I would often lose track of the time and return late. My parents never sent out anyone to find me, so I had no idea the warrior would."<br /> "Be prepared, milady," one of my escorts said.<br /> "For what?"<br /> "My lord is not used to being...concerned, and your disappearance did not sit well with him. It's a wonder he didn't kill Braden."<br /> "Why on earth would he do that?"<br /> "Braden knew you'd ridden off and informed no one until he was questioned."<br /> "A mistake he will never make again," Basik chortled.<br /> The keep came into view, other riders coming toward the stables from opposite directions. I thanked my escort, apologized to them and allowed one of them to take Sir and wipe him down so I could head to my chambers.<br /> As soon as my maid undid my laces on my dress, I dismissed her so she could sleep. Then I crawled into my bed and fell to sleep immediately.<br /> I never knew if it was hours or minutes later but the door to my chambers burst open and hit the wall, startling me awake.<br /> Then it was slammed shut and I could barely make out the form of the warrior as he stalked to my bed.<br /> "Do you know what you did?" he growled at me.<br /> An apology would have been the proper thing right then.<br /> "Yes. I'm quite aware I went for a ride."<br /> Quick as a flash, his arms reached out and grabbed me to him, my knees still on the bed. "Now is not the time for your mouth. You caused an uproar, wife, and you inconvenienced me and all my men."<br /> "Oh, I'm so sorry," I cooed. "Did I infringe on the time you could have spent with your bimbo?"<br /> His fingers tightened on my upper arms. "Is that what this is? A tantrum about my camaspoza?"<br /> "Let me go," I hissed.<br /> "You need to learn your place," he snarled back. "I will not have my life disrupted because you cannot accept that which has always been."<br /> "For you, it is tradition. For me, it is the worst insult you can give a wife. It demeans me and my position and every day I hate you more than the day before. I am miserable with you; I abhor the life you are forcing me to live. And I will never accept that which has always been because I will never accept something that destroys me. If I fell dead tomorrow, I would rejoice that my shame would be at an end."<br /> The warrior drew back at the poison I spewed at him.<br /> "You have no choice but to accept."<br /> "You are wrong. I will do my duty by you and give you an heir, but no more than that."<br /> "You cannot keep yourself from me."<br /> "There you are wrong, Warrior. I already do keep myself from you. You have my body, but that is all. Everything else that is in me despises you with a hatred so deep, it is beyond measure."<br /> "Do not fool yourself. Your jealousy makes you think it is hatred, but you are only jealous because you care."<br /> "No. I used to care, and you know that I fell in love with you in our month together before we wed. I was prepared to make you my everything and to share a beautiful life with you, sharing our joys and sorrows and concerns, raising our children together. What I dreamed of was as magnificent as I thought you were. But all of that was gone in a moment when you introduced her to me. It killed everything good I was feeling about us in but a moment, and your lack of respect and your continued humiliation of me – your preference for her – have changed my feelings to quite the opposite of what they were on the day we wed."<br /> "Your body says otherwise."<br /> He didn't understand. "You are skilled in bed, no doubt. You have enough experience to give me pleasure despite my wish otherwise. But you do not touch my heart or my mind or my soul. My parents have a true marriage and that is what I was raised thinking I would have. And instead, I have nothing."<br /> "You have my loyalty and affection and protection."<br /> "I most certainly do not have your loyalty nor do I have your affection."<br /> "I come to your bed; what is that if not affection?"<br /> "That is doing your duty and every time you do, something in me dies. It is not something that enhances our love or our connection as husband and wife; it is assuredly killing anything that I once thought I felt. A body is just a shell."<br /> "A shell that will carry the sons that I release into you."<br /> I look away because what once would have thrilled me breaks my heart, especially given the crude way he says it. "Once I am pregnant, I would like to go into seclusion at another one of your estates."<br /> "No."<br /> "Why?" I demand, frustrated. "What possible reason is there for me to stay once I am pregnant?"<br /> "Because you are my wife and you remain where I say. You need no other reason."<br /> "Just go," I demand.<br /> But he doesn't. "I think I will take my pleasure now, wife."<br /> And he does, but I remain impassive and resistant as long as I can. Which is not long at all.<br /> "Take your pleasure," he whispers into my ear. "It is not shameful to do so."<br /> Tears streaming down my face, I do. I cannot help it. "I hate you," I whisper to him. "I want you to stay away from me."<br /> ————<br /> The next day, the warrior comes to me and tells me that the king's messenger has arrived and summoned him to court immediately. That explains the servants scurrying to pack his trunks and provisions.<br /> "I would take you, but as you pointed out last night, you wish me to stay away from you. So, my lady wife, I shall take her with me instead of you, while you remain here, alone as you wanted. You see? I am a considerate husband who gives his wife what she wants. You may want to consider in the future what you ask of me because I assure you, if it is mine to give, it shall be yours."<br /> I refuse to wave off the party going to court. I have no need to see her riding beside him, her triumphant smile telling me she knows she is preferred over his wife. She holds the warrior's heart; she sleeps beside him at night when he leaves my chambers.<br /> Since I have no idea how long the warrior will be away, I decide to take action. I am tired of having to live my life at his whim. So I ask two young servant boys to bring me two trunks from the attic. They are eager to help and in no time I am packing my dresses and undergarments and shoes and cloaks and hats. One of the things that the warrior had entrusted to me was communication with his nine estates. Should a problem arise, I could handle it or turn it over to the warrior for judgment, but in this he trusted and respected my training. Since he was gone for an unknown time, I decided it was time the lady of the estates met each steward.<br /> The young servant boys happily carried my trunks to the coach and tied them on. Now came the tricky part and dealing with the head guardsman.<br /> "My lord Carrington has asked that I do a tour of his estates while he is on the king's business. I'll need two guards with me. My husband suggested Cheswick and Folroy."<br /> The ones who couldn't read or write, so they could not communicate with anyone on our journeys.<br /> "My lady," Gadding said, "My lord did not mention this to me."<br /> Giving him my most assured and haughty look, I stared him in the eye. "Are you questioning my husband's orders to me? The order he gave to me in a rush due to his unexpected need to attend to the king so suddenly?" I pulled back a little and then hit him with, "Are you saying I am lying about something so important? Would you like to explain to the warrior why I am still here when he returns, my mission not completed?"<br /> As expected, he immediately began to bluster his apologies and said that he would have Cheswick and Folroy make themselves available immediately for our trip. Three hours later, we were off and for the first time since arriving at Bellford Keep, I felt free. After our first estate visit, I told Cheswick and Folroy that I had a letter from my husband summoning them back to Bellford Keep.<br /> I traveled not only to the warrior's nine estates, but also spent two weeks here and there with six different cousins of mine. When we left one estate, I told the steward there where we were going next, and then proceeded to go to a different place. I worried that as we visited one estate, the warrior would have an easier time narrowing down our options, so that was when I interspersed our estate visits with visits to my cousins.<br /> After the first month, I began to suspect something.<br /> After the second month, I knew.<br /> That last night of pleasure before my husband left for the king's court had filled me with a baby. At seven months along now, with all of our visiting done, I was going to head home. Part of my reasoning for visiting the estates was to select my favorite one, and so I did. That it happened to be the farthest from Bellford Keep was part of its allure. Fernwick was much smaller than Bellford, more rustic, but near a charming village that had excellent midwives. It felt homier to me, the right place to enter my confinement period and to birth my child.<br /> Every morning I walked into the village, stopping at the bakery and wandering among the other shops, greeting the villagers. I made friends with all of the wives, who did not stand so much in awe of me as their husbands did because of who my husband was.<br /> I invited the ladies to Fernwick once a week, to talk and discuss happenings in the village. At first, they seemed scared to join me, but after the first two gatherings, we chatted and laughed easily. I had never had friends like this before, and certainly none after my marriage.<br /> They'd even gathered the courage to ask about the warrior and I told them that we would live separately.<br /> "He has...another to keep him company and they suit one another."<br /> Each one of them looked affronted and I know that the poor had different types of unions, but openly carrying on with another who was not your spouse was not acceptable.<br /> "I cannot believe he would choose another over you," Maggie told me brashly. I adored Maggie as she spoke her truths unflinchingly. She was also one of my midwives. "You are his wife."<br /> "Only to give him an heir. Nothing more." I laughed as a particularly hard kick took my breath. "And it is fine. I will have my child and a quiet life here and I will not have to see him with her."<br /> After a few weeks of settling in at Fernwick, I wrote the warrior a short note. I told him I got pregnant and had begun my confinement and offered him a chance to do the right thing.<br /> I asked him to allow me to live in Fernwick and never destroy the peace I felt here with her presence. But it would all depend on how much he hated me, I supposed.<br /> ————<br /> My baby continued to grow over the next three weeks. Looking at my belly, I couldn't believe I had another two or three weeks to go.<br /> There had been no reply to my letter and I realized that no answer was my answer. Perhaps he was waiting to hear if I had birthed an heir or a daughter before replying.<br /> Two days later, my peace was interrupted as I was walking by the creek. 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His back was to me, so he didn’t notice that I had seen what he was doing. The woman looked like a supermodel to me, but I really couldn’t see her very well, except for a little bit of her blonde hair that was spread across the sheets. <br /> ————————<br /> <br /> Eilith’s POV-<br /> I am heading home early from my grandparents’ house. I decided to visit them, because I wanted to see them. I do not see them as much as I would like too, since I finished University and started making my way in the world. You see, I have lived with my grandparents since I was five years old, because my parents sadly died in a car accident, I don’t know much else than that. There was no other family, and my grandparents fought to keep me with them.<br /> My father was the heir to a very powerful business. He had been running it for ten years before he died, but after he passed, my grandparents made the difficult decision of selling the business to the highest bidder. My grandparents focused on investing after that to maintain their wealth.<br /> My family is one of the very wealthy families in the United Kingdom. As the sole heiress to the wealth, my grandparents did not want me to have friends or boyfriends who just wanted me for my money, so I told everyone my name was Eilith Smith, not Eilith Clarke, which is my actual name. I have only told Kelly Roberts, my best friend, because she was a rich girl too, and has been my closest and dearest friend since we were eight years old. I really would not know what I would do without her, she has been there for me through so much.<br /> I had told my boyfriend, Dylan Harrison, that I would be out for most of the day and will not likely be home till the evening. In a note on his bedside, next to his phone, because he was still asleep, as I had woken up very early. I wanted to get to my grandparents before the morning traffic rush. But when I got there, my grandparents were going to visit a friend of theirs for and early dinner, so I had to leave far earlier than expected.<br /> When I usually visit them, I spend all day, sometimes into the next day with them, because they raised me and it is nice to be able to help them out around their home and visit my horse, which they keep at their home, in the stables on their land. When they were ready to leave to go have dinner, that was when I left to go home. I didn’t mention to my boyfriend that I was on the way home. I was thinking I would surprise him.<br /> I returned home, thinking I would be able to have a nice relaxing bath, and then maybe plan a nice romantic dinner for myself and Dylan, if he is home from the football match early enough. It wasn’t something we often did at home. I thought it would be a nice change. I love to cook, but he prefers to eat out at lavish places. He is the type to love to flaunt his wealth. Those plans were soon dashed…<br /> I entered my flat quietly, just in case Dylan was still asleep, which is how I left him this morning when I left to visit my grandparents. What I saw in front of me stopped me in my tracks. My mind went blank. In that moment, I almost forgot to breathe.<br /> I somehow managed to get the front door closed behind me quietly. When I turned around, I focused more on what was going one even though I was already beginning to understand what was going on, and honestly it didn’t feel real. It didn’t feel like it was happening to me.<br /> A cooked breakfast that had been made and eaten by two was left on my dining table. Romantic music played on the radio. I couldn’t quite hear it; I think because this whole thing felt like an out of body experience. I could not believe my eyes; Dylan had never once done anything like this for me. He would never cook for me, I think he even joked that it was a woman’s job once, but he was drunk and with friends, so I never took it to heart. Yet he would do it for a woman, who was not his girlfriend.<br /> I felt pain in my chest, that spread up my throat choking me. I knew I would not be able to say anything to him, but I had to know, was he really cheating on me?<br /> I quietly walked further into my flat, towards my bedroom, almost tripping over his shirt that lay discarded on the floor. It was not the only article of clothing strewn across the floor. There was some woman’s clothing on the floor too. Judging by the size the woman had to be a supermodel or something. The clothing was so small. It had to be the smallest size you could get here in the UK for women.<br /> I suddenly felt so insecure, because that size of clothing would never fit me now, it did when I was in my late teens, but not now.<br /> I arrived at my bedroom, but I made sure to remain hidden out of sight. Thankfully the door was open a little bit, so I could see everything. I could hear his distinct grunts and moans, as well as the moans of another woman.<br /> I peered through the small crack in the door and saw him with another woman in my bed. His back was to me, so he didn’t notice that I had seen what he was doing. The woman looked like a supermodel to me, but I really couldn’t see her very well, except for a little bit of her blonde hair that was spread across the sheets. I didn’t know her, but a hatred grew in my heart almost straight away for her.<br /> I could feel my eyes well with tears, as my hand covered my mouth. I could not stay here any longer, my voice was all but gone. I couldn’t stay there to speak with him, let alone look at him right now. Not to mention, I know he has a temper when someone confronts him, it has happened before when we were out, but it has never been aimed at me before. Something I was always scared of happening. How could he do this to me, after everything I had done for him? How could he cheat on me after all these years? Has he been cheating on me this whole time? Could I really forgive him if he made promises? I just needed to get out of here for now.<br /> So, I left, as quietly and quickly as I could. I didn’t want him to know that I had seen him, because I could not deal with the confrontation right now, and his excuses and temper.<br /> <br /> My best friend, Kelly, had a little while before she started work at the restaurant, she was a manager at. She has dreams of starting her own restaurant chain and wanted to get experience working the lower levels in the restaurant beforehand. I jumped into my car, and headed to the restaurant she works at. I texted her to tell her I was on my way to her, before I left.<br /> “What is wrong? You have me worried.”<br /> “I... I found... Dylan cheating on me,” I choked.<br /> “I am not surprised. I have told you many times, he is not worthy of you. Think about your entire relationship. I have known you far longer than Dylan has known you. You were always so confident and free. You wore what you want, when you wanted. Red is your favourite colour, and you have stopped wearing anything red, because he didn’t like you wearing red. You told me it made him mad if you wore red. You stopped eating pasta, one of your favourite things to eat, because he said you would get fat. He told you to stop hanging around with my brother, who treats you like a sister. I bet he gets mad if he finds out you were with me and my brother. That is controlling behaviour, a major red flag. If you stay with him, he will just keep cheating on you, and this controlling behaviour will just get worse, until you are isolated from your friends and family, and that is when he will start physically abusing you. Eilith, please, you must leave him now,” she said.<br /> I sat in the driver’s seat of my car, thinking about what she said, and as I thought, <br /> “Was he really that bad? I can’t believe I let him do that to me, to do everything that he did to me,” I whimpered.<br /> I was glad she didn’t ask what he did to me, because I wasn’t ready to talk about it. She rubbed my back, and said, “It is okay. One day soon we will sit down and have a long hard talk about everything that he did. Maybe it will be best if you go to therapy too. But I will not leave your side. I will stand by you through this whole ordeal, I promise.”<br /> “How am I going to make it without you? You’re leaving to move to London in a few days,” I whispered, in between my sobs.<br /> “Come with us. Josh and I have brought a three-bed house in London. Josh won’t mind you moving into the spare bedroom, until you get back on your feet. He will understand. He sees you as a little sister,” Kelly suggested.<br /> Josh is Kelly’s older brother. He really did see me as his little sister, just like I see him as my brother. I looked at her, a little shocked about that idea. I whispered, “But, I have nothing packed, and he is at home.”<br /> She nodded, pausing and thinking about what I could do to deal with this situation. I too, was thinking, because I didn’t want things to turn out like this. Dylan was very scary when he was mad. In those moments, I believed that he could hit me, even though he never got angry at me. She cleared her throat, and said, “I am only doing a four-hour shift, to cover the time the other manager can’t be in due to childcare. When she gets here, I will have Josh pick me up and come straight over to help you. Once you know he is out of your flat, go there and pack everything up that you can, as quickly as you can, and leave. Get it done before he gets home. If he does get home, before Josh and I get there, send me our code word. So, I know you are in danger, and need help I will call the police.”<br /> We have had a code word, for a great many years. It was more to ensure our safety while we were out at night. We knew the other would need help if we received HOD by text. It stands for House of Dead, an arcade game that we both loved to play with Kelly’s brother. It was short simple and to the point. Plus, three letters that meant something to the both of us makes a great code word.<br /> “But what if he tries to hurt you or Josh,” I said.<br /> “Do you know why he hates Josh,” she responded.<br /> I shook my head, and asked, “Why?”<br /> “Do you remember that day when we were looking at dresses online, before we went shopping. According to Josh, when I said you would look drop dead gorgeous in that red dress you were looking at, Dylan looked at it, and muttered some vile things about you. Josh heard that, when they were alone, Josh laid into him. Dylan tried to get in Josh’s face, Josh didn’t flinch instead he just smirked. Dylan backed down,” she explained.<br /> Josh was different from Dylan, physically. Josh is taller and has broader shoulders and is more muscular compared to Dylan. Josh is a gym rat. He loves working out and using weights. Dylan, on the other hand, rarely goes to the gym, but is well toned and skinny. Dylan wouldn’t stand against Josh in a fight, not only due to their difference physically, but because Josh is training to be a boxer for the Olympics. I have seen him knock a man out with a single punch. So, he is a strong man. The perfect kind of older brother you want.<br /> “So, that is why he didn’t want me to be around Josh,” I said.<br /> She nodded, “Josh made him feel emasculated. He is toxic, so you need to leave him. I will call Josh and tell him to be ready and get here to pick me up early, in the hopes that I may be able to leave earlier. I must go. Josh and I will be on our way to help you as soon as we can. Stay safe.”<br /> I nodded, “Thank you, Kelly.”<br /> “Be careful and send me text updates. Please make sure that if he comes back, you send me that code word,” she said, as she began climbing out of my car.<br /> I nodded, “I promise.”<br /> I watched as she called Josh and headed inside the restaurant to start her shift. I looked down as my phone, and realised I had a text from Dylan.<br /> Dylan: “Hey babe, I hope you are having fun with your grandparents. I won’t be in when you come home. I am going to watch the football match with the boys. I will be back later tonight. Make yourself dinner. Xx”<br /> I stared down at the text. The football match he was talking about was in two hours, so he would leave the home in thirty minutes to meet with his friends, so he can head to the match with them. I had to reply but keep it as normal as possible to my usual texts, and honestly that was the frightening thing. One mistake and this could go wrong.<br /> Me: “I am just about to leave my grandparents. I will be about an hour, maybe a little longer, as there is some road works near my grandparents’ home. Have fun at the football match. Text me when you are on your way home. Xx”<br /> He read the text message and replied with a simple okay. I grabbed my suitcases out of my wardrobe. I had two sizes a large one and a cabin one. I opened both, leaving them on the floor. I quickly yanked some of my clothing off the hangers and threw them in the suitcase. I emptied my drawers of clothing and just threw them in my suitcase. I chucked in my favourite pairs of shoes. I grabbed my electronics that I wanted to take. Though I could buy replacement electronics, and I probably will once I get settled in, I need to be able to keep a line of communication open with my grandparents and so I can get a new job in London. I grabbed whatever else I could.<br /> <br /> I looked at the time and saw a text from Kelly. She had managed to leave work an hour early, and Josh had picked her up. They were on their way to me. I suddenly had this feeling like someone was behind me. I typed HOD into a text before I turned around. Dylan was standing in the doorway to what was our bedroom. He had his hands clenched into fists by his legs. A rage in his eyes that I have never seen before, far worse than all the other times he was angry.<br /> <br /> “Why are you packing all your things,” he hissed, through gritted teeth.<br /> <br /> I took a deep breath, with my finger over the button, readying to hit send. I said, “Because I am leaving you.”<br /> <br /> “No, you are not leaving me,” he yelled.<br /> <br /> “I saw you earlier, with another woman, in what should have been our bed. It was what I needed to see that you were a controlling freak in our whole relationship. So, yes, I am leaving you,” I responded calmly, turning and hitting send.<br /> <br /> His heavy footsteps thunder towards me, making the floor of our flat shake. His hand tangled into my hair, and yanked my head back, before snatching my phone from my hand. Thankfully, I locked it before he could read my texts. He growled, “You are not leaving me! I bet you think this because you are cheating on me. Who is he? Show me who you were sending a text too just now.”<br /> <br /> “Get off of me,” I yelled, trying to push him away from me.<br /> <br /> “Who is he,” spitting as he shouted, pulling my hair harder.<br /> <br /> I pushed him away from me. It surprised him enough to let go of my hair and to stumble backwards away from me, I screamed, “I never cheated. You did. You have restricted me, banned me, belittled me, and treated me harshly on countless occasions. My heart is broken. How I could ever love a man like you, I do not know.”<br /> <br /> Tears welled in my eyes, so I turned around and began to zip up my suitcases. I didn’t want to see his reaction to what I said, I couldn’t deal with him if he started crying. I really might faulter if that happens. That was when I felt something hard hit the back of my head. My head began to pound and ache. I gripped where he hit me on my head with my hand and turned to look at Dylan. But before I could say anything, he raised his fist and slammed it into my face. The blow was hard enough, to knock me backwards into the bedside cabinet. I hit my head on the corner of the bedside cabinet, before hitting the floor. I could feel a wet hot liquid slide across my face. I touched it and looked at my hand. It was blood. I was bleeding from my head. I gripped my head and began to curl up into the fetal position. Before I could curl up, Dylan kicked me in the stomach and ribs, not just once, but many times. I lost count how many times he kicked me. I felt something crack in my rib cage. I tried my best to use my arms to protect my body and head, but there was only so much I could do, while in so much pain. The pain was excruciating. All I could do was cry and whimper the pain made it too hard to move. He grabbed my hair on the back of my head, tearing some hair from my head, and snarled, “If you hadn’t threatened to leave, then none of this would have happened. Do you want to know why I sleep with other girls, because after all the times we have, you were never ready for what I needed to be full satisfied. But now you are going to find out. Remember this is all your fault.”<br /> <br /> He slammed my head into the ground. The impact made my head heavy and made it hard for me to keep myself conscious. My ears were now ringing from the impact. It was because of that, that I did not hear what he was doing. The ringing subsided, only for me to hear a massive crack, and a shocking sting across my back, which made me cry out. I managed to look up and see that he was holding a whip. He hit me with a whip. I was now seeing a completely different side to him, a side that would have made me run for the hills years ago. How did I not see this side to him?<br /> <br /> “This is what I like,” he growled, lust evident in his voice.<br /> <br /> I tried my best to move, to get away. But I was in so much pain. The sound of the crack of the whip came again, just before the impact on my back. I screamed out. This time it was even more painful. The taste of blood filled my mouth, as I felt a trickle of blood pooling on my back. Tears were streaming down my face. I was trying to prepare myself for another blow. But that was when I heard the sirens. In that moment, I had never felt so happy to hear sirens before. Dylan dropped the whip, and muttered.<br /> <br /> That was when he bolted out of the door. I breathed a sigh of relief, even though my chest hurt so much. Pain was all over my body. My head and back were the most painful. With my head hurt, it was getting harder for me to stay awake my consciousness was wavering. 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Yes | 2024-04-14 19:40 | active | 530 | 0 | 7112639112173786 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | I quietly walked further into my flat, towards my bedroom, almost tripping over his shirt that lay discarded on the floor. It was not the only article of clothing strewn across the floor. There was some woman’s clothing on the floor too. Judging by the size the woman had to be a supermodel or something. The clothing was so small. It had to be the smallest size you could get here in the UK for women.<br /> I suddenly felt so insecure, because that size of clothing would never fit me now, it did when I was in my late teens, but not now.<br /> I arrived at my bedroom, but I made sure to remain hidden out of sight. Thankfully the door was open a little bit, so I could see everything. I could hear his distinct grunts and moans, as well as the moans of another woman.<br /> I peered through the small crack in the door and saw him with another woman in my bed. His back was to me, so he didn’t notice that I had seen what he was doing. The woman looked like a supermodel to me, but I really couldn’t see her very well, except for a little bit of her blonde hair that was spread across the sheets. <br /> ————————<br /> <br /> Eilith’s POV-<br /> I am heading home early from my grandparents’ house. I decided to visit them, because I wanted to see them. I do not see them as much as I would like too, since I finished University and started making my way in the world. You see, I have lived with my grandparents since I was five years old, because my parents sadly died in a car accident, I don’t know much else than that. There was no other family, and my grandparents fought to keep me with them.<br /> My father was the heir to a very powerful business. He had been running it for ten years before he died, but after he passed, my grandparents made the difficult decision of selling the business to the highest bidder. My grandparents focused on investing after that to maintain their wealth.<br /> My family is one of the very wealthy families in the United Kingdom. As the sole heiress to the wealth, my grandparents did not want me to have friends or boyfriends who just wanted me for my money, so I told everyone my name was Eilith Smith, not Eilith Clarke, which is my actual name. I have only told Kelly Roberts, my best friend, because she was a rich girl too, and has been my closest and dearest friend since we were eight years old. I really would not know what I would do without her, she has been there for me through so much.<br /> I had told my boyfriend, Dylan Harrison, that I would be out for most of the day and will not likely be home till the evening. In a note on his bedside, next to his phone, because he was still asleep, as I had woken up very early. I wanted to get to my grandparents before the morning traffic rush. But when I got there, my grandparents were going to visit a friend of theirs for and early dinner, so I had to leave far earlier than expected.<br /> When I usually visit them, I spend all day, sometimes into the next day with them, because they raised me and it is nice to be able to help them out around their home and visit my horse, which they keep at their home, in the stables on their land. When they were ready to leave to go have dinner, that was when I left to go home. I didn’t mention to my boyfriend that I was on the way home. I was thinking I would surprise him.<br /> I returned home, thinking I would be able to have a nice relaxing bath, and then maybe plan a nice romantic dinner for myself and Dylan, if he is home from the football match early enough. It wasn’t something we often did at home. I thought it would be a nice change. I love to cook, but he prefers to eat out at lavish places. He is the type to love to flaunt his wealth. Those plans were soon dashed…<br /> I entered my flat quietly, just in case Dylan was still asleep, which is how I left him this morning when I left to visit my grandparents. What I saw in front of me stopped me in my tracks. My mind went blank. In that moment, I almost forgot to breathe.<br /> I somehow managed to get the front door closed behind me quietly. When I turned around, I focused more on what was going one even though I was already beginning to understand what was going on, and honestly it didn’t feel real. It didn’t feel like it was happening to me.<br /> A cooked breakfast that had been made and eaten by two was left on my dining table. Romantic music played on the radio. I couldn’t quite hear it; I think because this whole thing felt like an out of body experience. I could not believe my eyes; Dylan had never once done anything like this for me. He would never cook for me, I think he even joked that it was a woman’s job once, but he was drunk and with friends, so I never took it to heart. Yet he would do it for a woman, who was not his girlfriend.<br /> I felt pain in my chest, that spread up my throat choking me. I knew I would not be able to say anything to him, but I had to know, was he really cheating on me?<br /> I quietly walked further into my flat, towards my bedroom, almost tripping over his shirt that lay discarded on the floor. It was not the only article of clothing strewn across the floor. There was some woman’s clothing on the floor too. Judging by the size the woman had to be a supermodel or something. The clothing was so small. It had to be the smallest size you could get here in the UK for women.<br /> I suddenly felt so insecure, because that size of clothing would never fit me now, it did when I was in my late teens, but not now.<br /> I arrived at my bedroom, but I made sure to remain hidden out of sight. Thankfully the door was open a little bit, so I could see everything. I could hear his distinct grunts and moans, as well as the moans of another woman.<br /> I peered through the small crack in the door and saw him with another woman in my bed. His back was to me, so he didn’t notice that I had seen what he was doing. The woman looked like a supermodel to me, but I really couldn’t see her very well, except for a little bit of her blonde hair that was spread across the sheets. I didn’t know her, but a hatred grew in my heart almost straight away for her.<br /> I could feel my eyes well with tears, as my hand covered my mouth. I could not stay here any longer, my voice was all but gone. I couldn’t stay there to speak with him, let alone look at him right now. Not to mention, I know he has a temper when someone confronts him, it has happened before when we were out, but it has never been aimed at me before. Something I was always scared of happening. How could he do this to me, after everything I had done for him? How could he cheat on me after all these years? Has he been cheating on me this whole time? Could I really forgive him if he made promises? I just needed to get out of here for now.<br /> So, I left, as quietly and quickly as I could. I didn’t want him to know that I had seen him, because I could not deal with the confrontation right now, and his excuses and temper.<br /> <br /> My best friend, Kelly, had a little while before she started work at the restaurant, she was a manager at. She has dreams of starting her own restaurant chain and wanted to get experience working the lower levels in the restaurant beforehand. I jumped into my car, and headed to the restaurant she works at. I texted her to tell her I was on my way to her, before I left.<br /> “What is wrong? You have me worried.”<br /> “I... I found... Dylan cheating on me,” I choked.<br /> “I am not surprised. I have told you many times, he is not worthy of you. Think about your entire relationship. I have known you far longer than Dylan has known you. You were always so confident and free. You wore what you want, when you wanted. Red is your favourite colour, and you have stopped wearing anything red, because he didn’t like you wearing red. You told me it made him mad if you wore red. You stopped eating pasta, one of your favourite things to eat, because he said you would get fat. He told you to stop hanging around with my brother, who treats you like a sister. I bet he gets mad if he finds out you were with me and my brother. That is controlling behaviour, a major red flag. If you stay with him, he will just keep cheating on you, and this controlling behaviour will just get worse, until you are isolated from your friends and family, and that is when he will start physically abusing you. Eilith, please, you must leave him now,” she said.<br /> I sat in the driver’s seat of my car, thinking about what she said, and as I thought, <br /> “Was he really that bad? I can’t believe I let him do that to me, to do everything that he did to me,” I whimpered.<br /> I was glad she didn’t ask what he did to me, because I wasn’t ready to talk about it. She rubbed my back, and said, “It is okay. One day soon we will sit down and have a long hard talk about everything that he did. Maybe it will be best if you go to therapy too. But I will not leave your side. I will stand by you through this whole ordeal, I promise.”<br /> “How am I going to make it without you? You’re leaving to move to London in a few days,” I whispered, in between my sobs.<br /> “Come with us. Josh and I have brought a three-bed house in London. Josh won’t mind you moving into the spare bedroom, until you get back on your feet. He will understand. He sees you as a little sister,” Kelly suggested.<br /> Josh is Kelly’s older brother. He really did see me as his little sister, just like I see him as my brother. I looked at her, a little shocked about that idea. I whispered, “But, I have nothing packed, and he is at home.”<br /> She nodded, pausing and thinking about what I could do to deal with this situation. I too, was thinking, because I didn’t want things to turn out like this. Dylan was very scary when he was mad. In those moments, I believed that he could hit me, even though he never got angry at me. She cleared her throat, and said, “I am only doing a four-hour shift, to cover the time the other manager can’t be in due to childcare. When she gets here, I will have Josh pick me up and come straight over to help you. Once you know he is out of your flat, go there and pack everything up that you can, as quickly as you can, and leave. Get it done before he gets home. If he does get home, before Josh and I get there, send me our code word. So, I know you are in danger, and need help I will call the police.”<br /> We have had a code word, for a great many years. It was more to ensure our safety while we were out at night. We knew the other would need help if we received HOD by text. It stands for House of Dead, an arcade game that we both loved to play with Kelly’s brother. It was short simple and to the point. Plus, three letters that meant something to the both of us makes a great code word.<br /> “But what if he tries to hurt you or Josh,” I said.<br /> “Do you know why he hates Josh,” she responded.<br /> I shook my head, and asked, “Why?”<br /> “Do you remember that day when we were looking at dresses online, before we went shopping. According to Josh, when I said you would look drop dead gorgeous in that red dress you were looking at, Dylan looked at it, and muttered some vile things about you. Josh heard that, when they were alone, Josh laid into him. Dylan tried to get in Josh’s face, Josh didn’t flinch instead he just smirked. Dylan backed down,” she explained.<br /> Josh was different from Dylan, physically. Josh is taller and has broader shoulders and is more muscular compared to Dylan. Josh is a gym rat. He loves working out and using weights. Dylan, on the other hand, rarely goes to the gym, but is well toned and skinny. Dylan wouldn’t stand against Josh in a fight, not only due to their difference physically, but because Josh is training to be a boxer for the Olympics. I have seen him knock a man out with a single punch. So, he is a strong man. The perfect kind of older brother you want.<br /> “So, that is why he didn’t want me to be around Josh,” I said.<br /> She nodded, “Josh made him feel emasculated. He is toxic, so you need to leave him. I will call Josh and tell him to be ready and get here to pick me up early, in the hopes that I may be able to leave earlier. I must go. Josh and I will be on our way to help you as soon as we can. Stay safe.”<br /> I nodded, “Thank you, Kelly.”<br /> “Be careful and send me text updates. Please make sure that if he comes back, you send me that code word,” she said, as she began climbing out of my car.<br /> I nodded, “I promise.”<br /> I watched as she called Josh and headed inside the restaurant to start her shift. I looked down as my phone, and realised I had a text from Dylan.<br /> Dylan: “Hey babe, I hope you are having fun with your grandparents. I won’t be in when you come home. I am going to watch the football match with the boys. I will be back later tonight. Make yourself dinner. Xx”<br /> I stared down at the text. The football match he was talking about was in two hours, so he would leave the home in thirty minutes to meet with his friends, so he can head to the match with them. I had to reply but keep it as normal as possible to my usual texts, and honestly that was the frightening thing. One mistake and this could go wrong.<br /> Me: “I am just about to leave my grandparents. I will be about an hour, maybe a little longer, as there is some road works near my grandparents’ home. Have fun at the football match. Text me when you are on your way home. Xx”<br /> He read the text message and replied with a simple okay. I grabbed my suitcases out of my wardrobe. I had two sizes a large one and a cabin one. I opened both, leaving them on the floor. I quickly yanked some of my clothing off the hangers and threw them in the suitcase. I emptied my drawers of clothing and just threw them in my suitcase. I chucked in my favourite pairs of shoes. I grabbed my electronics that I wanted to take. Though I could buy replacement electronics, and I probably will once I get settled in, I need to be able to keep a line of communication open with my grandparents and so I can get a new job in London. I grabbed whatever else I could.<br /> <br /> I looked at the time and saw a text from Kelly. She had managed to leave work an hour early, and Josh had picked her up. They were on their way to me. I suddenly had this feeling like someone was behind me. I typed HOD into a text before I turned around. Dylan was standing in the doorway to what was our bedroom. He had his hands clenched into fists by his legs. A rage in his eyes that I have never seen before, far worse than all the other times he was angry.<br /> <br /> “Why are you packing all your things,” he hissed, through gritted teeth.<br /> <br /> I took a deep breath, with my finger over the button, readying to hit send. I said, “Because I am leaving you.”<br /> <br /> “No, you are not leaving me,” he yelled.<br /> <br /> “I saw you earlier, with another woman, in what should have been our bed. It was what I needed to see that you were a controlling freak in our whole relationship. So, yes, I am leaving you,” I responded calmly, turning and hitting send.<br /> <br /> His heavy footsteps thunder towards me, making the floor of our flat shake. His hand tangled into my hair, and yanked my head back, before snatching my phone from my hand. Thankfully, I locked it before he could read my texts. He growled, “You are not leaving me! I bet you think this because you are cheating on me. Who is he? Show me who you were sending a text too just now.”<br /> <br /> “Get off of me,” I yelled, trying to push him away from me.<br /> <br /> “Who is he,” spitting as he shouted, pulling my hair harder.<br /> <br /> I pushed him away from me. It surprised him enough to let go of my hair and to stumble backwards away from me, I screamed, “I never cheated. You did. You have restricted me, banned me, belittled me, and treated me harshly on countless occasions. My heart is broken. How I could ever love a man like you, I do not know.”<br /> <br /> Tears welled in my eyes, so I turned around and began to zip up my suitcases. I didn’t want to see his reaction to what I said, I couldn’t deal with him if he started crying. I really might faulter if that happens. That was when I felt something hard hit the back of my head. My head began to pound and ache. I gripped where he hit me on my head with my hand and turned to look at Dylan. But before I could say anything, he raised his fist and slammed it into my face. The blow was hard enough, to knock me backwards into the bedside cabinet. I hit my head on the corner of the bedside cabinet, before hitting the floor. I could feel a wet hot liquid slide across my face. I touched it and looked at my hand. It was blood. I was bleeding from my head. I gripped my head and began to curl up into the fetal position. Before I could curl up, Dylan kicked me in the stomach and ribs, not just once, but many times. I lost count how many times he kicked me. I felt something crack in my rib cage. I tried my best to use my arms to protect my body and head, but there was only so much I could do, while in so much pain. The pain was excruciating. All I could do was cry and whimper the pain made it too hard to move. He grabbed my hair on the back of my head, tearing some hair from my head, and snarled, “If you hadn’t threatened to leave, then none of this would have happened. Do you want to know why I sleep with other girls, because after all the times we have, you were never ready for what I needed to be full satisfied. But now you are going to find out. Remember this is all your fault.”<br /> <br /> He slammed my head into the ground. The impact made my head heavy and made it hard for me to keep myself conscious. My ears were now ringing from the impact. It was because of that, that I did not hear what he was doing. The ringing subsided, only for me to hear a massive crack, and a shocking sting across my back, which made me cry out. I managed to look up and see that he was holding a whip. He hit me with a whip. I was now seeing a completely different side to him, a side that would have made me run for the hills years ago. How did I not see this side to him?<br /> <br /> “This is what I like,” he growled, lust evident in his voice.<br /> <br /> I tried my best to move, to get away. But I was in so much pain. The sound of the crack of the whip came again, just before the impact on my back. I screamed out. This time it was even more painful. The taste of blood filled my mouth, as I felt a trickle of blood pooling on my back. Tears were streaming down my face. I was trying to prepare myself for another blow. But that was when I heard the sirens. In that moment, I had never felt so happy to hear sirens before. Dylan dropped the whip, and muttered.<br /> <br /> That was when he bolted out of the door. I breathed a sigh of relief, even though my chest hurt so much. Pain was all over my body. My head and back were the most painful. With my head hurt, it was getting harder for me to stay awake my consciousness was wavering. 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