It definite

would recognise that face anywhere,

wouldn't die so she didn't bother about kn

d gone to deliver some pastries and her father had been out gambling as usu

hing people through the window in the living room, peeking through close curtains. She knew all the neighbors and

r, no friends to talk to. She was sixteen an

ous and had snuck out of the house. Sh

day, but what stuck with her was the enco

and. It was evening, and she needed to head home before her mother returned f

to die. She walked towards him, the wet sand s

ing if he was dead. But then she saw him move sl

as a

heek. "Can you open your eyes? Are you okay?" B

She lifted his head, knelt beneath him, and cradled it in her lap. She needed hi

red open, staring blankly at the sky before focusing on her. Those vibrant brown eyes -

a few seconds, everything else fade

ow threatening her family. His voice, stronger than she remembered, broke into her though

ng to free her trapped hands

, her voice choked with t

gled to his feet, begging him to spare their daughte

keeping hold of her hair. "Were you going to hit me w

er's actions, saying she was naive a

t I'll sit back and watch y

money, and he was supposed to pay me back three months a

on't get your money

it was for the best. He wasn't the same man she had met

whimpered, which seemed to excite him. "Y

u your money, just give me a little mor

nd he grabbed her by the elbow, pulling her into his

t so fast

grip. She tried to escape, but he held her firm, his hand

. I'm not going to hurt you

Jane! please, sir, let my child

o keep your life, and I can hold onto anything in this house until you pay what you owe. Today's your lucky day, and I'm in a good mo

No! You can't take my daughter! Please give her back to me!" She ran towards her, oblivious to the g

r voice, "Mum, stop! Stop movi