My stepfather hurt my twin sister and me every single day because seeing us terrified gave him pleasure. One night, after hurting us both until we blacked out, he dragged us into the emergency room while my mother calmly told everyone, “They fell down the stairs.” The doctor looked over the identical bruises spread across our bodies, locked the examination-room door, and turned toward a security guard.Adoption
“Call 911. Right now.”
The last thing I heard before the darkness took me was my twin sister, Chloe, screaming my name. The last thing I saw was our stepfather smiling as if her fear amused him.
Edric Kaine never hit us because he lost control.Family
Control was exactly why he did it.
He picked the time.
He shut the curtains.
He slipped off his wedding ring.Books & Literature
He told our mother to raise the television volum
