I took a deep breath, thinking about how I wanted to start my life story. I thought that Daniel would rush me, but he was waiting patiently for me to start. " 16 September 1995, that was the day I was born." I started, looking up at him once I finished my small sentence.

" I'll make sure to keep that in mind and give you a surprise that you can never imagine of," Daniel replied, bringing a small smile onto my face. " It is not an important day, Daniel. I was the unplanned baby. I was not supposed to be made," I looked up at him, to see him clench his jaw.

"And I have always been treated that way. I was given to a care taker since the day I was born. I did not receive Mother's love or Father's love. Brother was told not to have any interaction with me. The three of them would have family meals while food was brought up to my room. I did try to get some kind of attention or care from any one of them, but the humiliation and silence I received from their end was very painful." Taking a deep breath, I continued.

" I realised that I should not continue to disturb them if I did not want to feel hurt anymore. So I distanced myself from them, I always remained cooped up in my room and let them be the perfect family they wished to be. I was alone all the time, I did not have friends in school and no one to talk to when I came back home. I was a very good student in school, diligently submitting all homework and assignments on time. Which naturally attracts the bullies and the ones who run the school."

I paused as the waitress walked up to our table and placed a plate of mini sandwiches and two glasses of water for the both of us. I took a small sip of water before continuing.

" I did extra homework, finished other's assignments without even whispering a word out to anyone. Nobody knew about what was going on in school. By the time I turned 15, I was introduced to Mother's older brother. He was very kind and cared for me whenever he was around. He would stay over for a few days every two months. He would always insist that I should participate in the family dinner." I paused for a while, taking in some oxygen.

" Mother would argue with him for it but he dismissed her very quickly. I was served soup everyday since then. My allowance for meals in school decreased very significantly that the only thing I could purchase was a bottle of water. Year 16..." I stopped, letting out a small sigh.

I have to tread lightly. I do not want to break down again...

" 15 June 2012, I had reached home after school and started showering. A loud crash sounded in my bedroom, making me finish my shower faster. After tying my robe around my body, I stepped out of the bathroom to see that my uncle picking up pieces of a broken vase. I had asked him to throw the pieces into the waste bin in the bathroom before it cut him. He smiled at me before walking into the bathroom to clear the pieces. He walked back out and sat on my bed to talk to me. I sat beside him as I was comfortable with him,"

Inhaling sharply, I looked up at Daniel slowly. His brows were furrowed together and his eyes turned into small slits. Tears soon blurred my vision on Daniel.

" His hand...started to creep up my thigh. I was about to tell him to stop but...he pushed me onto my bed and got on top of me. I started to scream, hoping to get the attention of anyone from my family. But He reminded me that my room was soundproof. That no matter how much I screamed, nobody will be able to hear me." A choked sob left my mouth as my tears started to run down my cheeks. My head fell, my tears falling onto my tightly clasped hands.

" He ripped open my robe and...raped me. When He was done, He let go off me and left the room. During that night's dinner, He got me to sit beside Him and held onto my thigh. That night, I fell asleep in the floor but I woke up in the middle of the night, tied to my bed...naked. He came out of the shower and did the same thing to me again. It continued for so, so many days and I could not stop him. He started to hurt my body at the age of 18. I could not leave the house to live somewhere else. He continued his torture for a very long time. When I got married to you, it was like and escape from His torture. I am scarred physically, mentally and emotionally. I get scared of men very easily because of Him."

Sobs escaped from my mouth as flashes of his sinister smiles he always sent my way. Nobody should be abused in that way. No matter the mistakes they've made, nobody should be abused in a way that scars them for the rest of their life. In a way that does not allow them to sleep at night. I started shaking slightly as the sobs refused to stop.

A pair of arms enveloped me into a warm chest. " Shh. Relax, take slow breaths." Daniel soothing voice reached my ear. I tried to push my emotions down for the time being. " When I started to work as a doctor, Brother came to me and told me that he needed to take a loan so that he could build his own company without his parents money. But he could not pay for the loan. His bank statement is always monitored even though he was their favourite child."

Unconsciously, I shuffled closer into Daniel's chest. " He said that if I paid for his loan, he would start to behave more brotherly. I...I knew that he wouldn't but, I wanted to help him. Even though we do not behave like siblings, we are bonded together by blood. So I started to pay for his loan. At the end of every month, when I received my paycheck, I would deposit it into the bank for his monthly loan repayment. That was why I lived in that shabby appartment."

I looked up at him slowly, to that his gaze had been on me for a while. His black orbs captured my eyes into an endless maze. ".......hungry?" His lips moved, but my ears did not capture his words. " Huh?" I asked, slowly moving away from him. His arms tightened around me and pulled me even closer to him.

" Aren't you hungry?" He asked again, his gaze never leaving mine. I nodded slowly and picked up a mini sandwich. Taking small bites, I looked back at him to see that he did not take his gaze off me. The both of us shared a moment of silence. I ate three mini sandwiches while he finished the rest. " Let's go," Daniel spoke as he stood up and held out his hand to me.

I placed mine on top his and stood up. Daniel paid for the meal and we walked back to his car. Daniel being the gentleman, he opened the door for me and closed it once I got in. He got into the driver's seat and started the car to the mansion. I gulped slightly before asking him, " Are you not going to say anything?"

He stiffened slightly before he gave me a quick glance. " I have hurt you so much, haven't I?" He asked, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. I looked back down to my lap. How was I supposed to answer his question? Yes, he had hurt me but I always forgive him in the end, no matter what. I love him too much to hold a grudge against him.

The ride back home was filled with silence. I did not look up and Daniel did not talk. When he parked the car, I immediately got out of the car and started to walk to the door. " Hannah! Hannah, wait!" Daniel's shouts did not go unnoticed by me, but I just continued to walk. He held onto my upper arm and stopped me from walking.

" Hannah, don't be mad at me. Just give me some time to think, ok? I want to change myself so that you wouldn't get hurt by me." Daniel spoke, pulling me closer to him. I nodded and pulled away from him, only to be pulled back into his arms. His arms wound around my back and held me tight against his chest. A stupid smile formed on my face as I wrapped my arms around his torso.

He hummed into my hair, as if he was content with what he had at that moment. " Come, we've got to get inside. Mom is going to bombard us with questions." Daniel whispered, making me pull away from him. His hand remained on my lower back as we walked to the door. When we walked in, the halls were empty. Daniel and I shared a look, that was short-lived when we heard a loud squeal.

Our heads whipped to the side to see a gorgeous smile gracing Mom's face. " Well, if it isn't the lovely couple who had decided to go on a date ten months after they got married?" Mom started, a cheeky grin replacing her smile. Mom walked and hugged the both of us.

" Before you tell me how your date went, Hannah, why didn't you tell me that you got some beautiful dresses? If you had told me that you went shopping, I would have definitely helped you in picking a few beautiful dresses. But I must say, your taste is absolutely stunning." Mom dragged me towards the living room. Daniel walked behind us, hiding a smile that tried to peek out. I shot him an angry look before following Mom.