C11 CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 10

NEOLA

*flashback*

"Zia!" I pulled at my skirt.

"Zia,"I remember my ten year old self struggling as the rain pour harder on me. "Where are you? Zia!" I opened the front door only to be pushed back on the porch steps.

"Idiota!" I raise my hands, trying to protect myself as I feel the pain slash through my arm, the belt slapping on my flesh. "You little vermin stole my money