Till Death Do Us Part (VOWS DUET #1) by Aurora Hope EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Aurora Hope
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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NOVA
Present Day
The guy sitting across from me on the bus keeps staring.
From what I can see, looking past him like I don’t see him at all, he
appears to be homeless. His hair and facial hair are oily and unkempt, and I
think there’s even some food stuck in his beard. His clothes are ragged and
dirty, and I’m pretty sure the strong body odor I smell is coming from his
direction. Though that’s a toss-up—that smell could be any of the other
people riding this bus in the summer heat. The man has a backpack, too,
propped into the seat next to him. It has seen better days; the rips in the
front seams must be from the way it’s packed plum full.
Self-conscious and studiously ignoring his attention, anxiety causes
me to worry my bottom lip, my teeth sinking into it with a painful edge that
keeps me grounded. Not for the first time today, I wish my dad wasn’t being
so unfair about me leaving home. If he wasn’t, he probably could have
driven me into the city. Instead, I’m stuck riding the bus because he refused
to do anything to help me move out.
I don’t know why he cares, anyway. He’s always acted like my sister
and I have been nothing but a burden our entire lives.
I think about Rhea and sigh, a smile lifting the corners of my mouth.
It’s been almost two years since I’ve seen my sister. She dipped out the
second she hit eighteen and the only reason she looked back was to check
on me from time-to-time. She knows what it’s like in our dad’s house—she
knows the way he is. I never begrudged her leaving me behind. I
understood why she had to leave. Out of the two of us, she suffered the
worst from his attention.
Of course, it meant when she left, I ended up taking the brunt of his
attention for her, too.
At that, the finger-shaped bruises on my upper arms smart, like the
darn things are taunting me. Dad was really mad last night—my last night
at home—and the bottle of cheap whiskey he had consumed hadn’t helped
any. I was lucky he hadn’t bruised my face. Injuries on the face are harder
to hide, even with makeup. You can never quite get the contour right to hide
the swelling, stretched skin. He’d only grabbed me by the arms and shook
me until my brain was rattling around in my head, screaming in my face
until my skin was coated with his whiskey-laced saliva.
Maybe the time alone will do him some good. I hope it will. Maybe
it’ll put things in perspective for him. Maybe he’ll realize how wrong he’s
been all these years. Maybe he’ll finally get sober.
The man across from me leans forward, bracing his arms on his
knees, his eyes still drilling holes into me. “Hey. Little girl,” he rasps.
Despite the spear of unease that flows through me, my politeness
won’t allow me to ignore him. “Yes?” I squeak, looking at anywhere but at
him.
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