CHAPTER 02: White Ink's still Stains.

𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝖾, 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌.

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She bit her lip with anticipation before drawing a deep sigh before words came out her mouth. "Michelle, honey…I'm sorry for being selfish" Having a hard time to deliver her every words, Felisse took a deep breath and tried to calm herself "Mommy should've- I should have loved you more instead and forget everything I've been through from the past. You shouldn't have suffered from so much pain I caused you" she cried in regret over the line as her hands trembled while holding the phone Felisse's tears were dripping down her face that shortly mixed with the water she's surrounded by. She failed to regain herself as she recounted the events that pierced deeply into her memories.

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The door creaked open as a silhouette of a tall man holding a cigarette went inside a dark room, just to see Felisse sleeping peacefully. The fact that it's dark, a ray of light that entered the room is enough reason for the man to have a glimpse of Felisse's angelic face. Slowly, he walked over by the side of the bed as he leaned against the bed frame. He took a gulp as if he felt his throat from getting dry, a deep breath escaped his mouth as he slowly pulled the blanket off, revealing half of her body. He mapped his touch from her leg going up to her thigh and caressed her smooth skin, devouring himself with how much enticing Felisse was. Felisse woke up as her eyes widened from what she's seeing, finding out who the man was. "D-dad—" He covered her mouth to keep her shut before completely taking her innocence. Felisse can't do anything but to cry from pain and fear. Her father treated her like she wasn't made by his own flesh. Felisse met eyes with her mother, hoping that maybe she could finally be saved from the hell she's going through by the hands of her father but all that she had received was a smirk painted on her mother's face, letting her miserable husband ruin their daughter's purity.

Weeks passed by, Felisse kept on experiencing sexual abuse from her own father and brother, her mother knew everything but she preferred to be blinded by the situation, tolerating his son and husband's mistreatment over Felisse. "Felisse? baby, help me with the dishes." her mom Agatha, called her from the kitchen but Felisse seems to be not hearing a thing. She continued to brush her hair while staring solemnly at herself in the mirror. She forgot how to smile and emptiness can be seen through her eyes, life taught her to be numb. This is the time where she lost herself between the emotion of grief and pain. Hurriedly, Agatha went straight up to her room and gripped her hair tightly as she yelled at her. " Haven't you heard me you slut!? I've called you several times already but you didn't bother to respond, am I a joke to you? you never did anything useful for this family yet you still manage to act like you can handle already yourself!!"

Felisse pushed her with all her strength but that wasn't enough to put her mother down. "Ungrateful bitch!" due to her disrespectful actions, her mother slapped her, causing to hit her head hardly on the side table. Felisse tried to get up but she didn't have the strength to do so, Agatha lift her face by grabbing her by the cheeks.