(Series 1) Prologue

Three years ago

Hiding through the hallway in saint Anne Hospital, Alissa knew that she won’t have any other chance to run from there if not now. Animals, all of them. She had thought that he was different. After what his twin had done to her, Alissa have believed his kind words and selfless intention. He was no different than his whole family.

Tears prick her lids and she sobbed at one point, right beside the fire extinguisher. She leans her back on the wall and falls down in tears. Sobbing and crying at her condition, not even the agonizing pain in her tummy after the C-section could stop her body from shaking. Nine intense month of carrying her unplanned babies but she had cherished them so much as she awaits the arrival of her two miracle angle. A boy and a girl, both was promised to her when she had asked the doctor what she was going to have.

Not only the Walton’s has taken that from her, every single one of them have made her alone. She has no one now except for the angel wrap in her pink blanket in her arms. What was she going to do? What will she tell her daughter? How will she tell her how her twin brother is dead? Natural death would have made it at least slightly better but it was evil that have taken her son from her.

Memories of Alissa’s mother in law shoving her down the staircase when they were alone. She can still feel her anger, the pain of a mother who had lost a son all due to his lust. Why did she blame her? She didn’t do anything wrong. In fact, she was the actual victim. All she did was helping her mother clean his room. It was never her intention to wear a knee length dress. It was never her fault she was dressed to entice, so to say. It was just a second hand dress her mom has gifted her but she still chose to help her clean the house her mom worked at as a maid.

Clarke made her fear men. Rich man who bore the lust of an animal. Tearing her precious dress off of her body even when she had begged him to stop. Her eyes became blurry as she felt his lips trailed down her exposed back and sweats drip from his body to her every time he forces himself on her. She remembers how she felt her hair was ripped from her head in a bloody chunk and scratches with bruises marked her body.

Being held face down and having no mercy from the man she barely knew. Man who had been nice to her every time she had come to visit her mother. Her 18^th birthday became a nightmare the moment she chose to leave her shabby flat to help her single mother just so they could spend her birthday earlier.

His cruel words played in her ear while being held facedown, “Happy birthday, angel.” His breath stinks of alcohol since he just drank after a fight he had with his dad. His clammy hands grabbing her thighs as he pushes wide to spread her apart and defiled her as she cried for mercy and help that never came.

As soon as he finished doing his inhumane deed, Alissa still lie face down on the bed and sob. Her body was in pain and she can feel his release flowing down her thighs. Surely her blood would be there too since she was a virgin and it broke her heart to know her first time was taken harshly. She hears his jeans was pulled quickly and strings of curses left his lips as he quickly leaves the room. Not a word of sorry or any effort to help her.

Him leaving his room in a rush attracts the maid’s attention and when Miss Willow, an elderly lady in her fifty enters, her scream was the only sound she heard before Alissa passed out.

Alissa’s daughter cries woke her from her thoughts. Her eyes were closed and her wrinkly hand was making grabby motion at her. Probably hungry or cold, she didn’t know but one thing for sure, they weren’t safe there. As long as the Walton’s are still there, she would be a goner. She had to leave. Sound of alarm breaking he silence of the hospital made her shock and her baby cried even more. The sound of heavy rain hitting the building can be heard loudly from the inside. Alissa crawl near a curved part of the wall next to her to avoid detection.

Doctors and nurses running around the buidling as they search for Alissa made her terrified even more. They would drag her back to the room filled with the evil family. She didn't want that. The fact that her son was killed by the matriach of this family hurts her but there was nothing that she can do.

Quickly she covers her daughter’s face and ran as fast as she could till she found the door to the basement. Peaking at whatever around her, she ran for her life until she steps on the street and walk till her feet reaches to a bus stop. The cries of her baby pounds her head and her feet was swollen and all scratched from the road. Her body wet from the rain and the chillness of the night sky causes her to shiver so she wrapped her bundle of joy tightly against her chest so she wouldn’t feel what her mommy is feeling.

When the light from a bus came, she enters the bus with its driver ignoring her existence. Limping to the end of the bus, she sat and sigh of relief escape her lips when the bus starts to drove away. She turns her head back and in her chest, she whispers the words of goodbye to her past, her pain, her precious mother and the cruel life she has left behind. Time to start a new.