In My Blood

Eight different psychologists, four police officers, two doctors, and my mother are all convinced that I now belong in the category of a survivor. Although I strongly believe the definition is sorely lacking, it's more of a stereotype for people who were lucky enough to live through unfortunate events or circumstances. The word survivor doesn't seem sufficient. It's too simple, also insipid.

Today is the day I set my plan in motion. No one else around here plans on seeing reason, that what is happening is vicious and nauseating. On top of being immoral and just wrong. Everyone is on my father's payroll and simply goes along with whatever he says. I plan on changing that though. My father wants a daughter to take over his empire, all right. I'll do what he wants, but what he won't know is that I plan on changing what it is that he's is doing here. I'm going to free every woman he has locked in that warehouse and any others that come along.

Aura cannot find out that I'm alive. If she does, it won't bode well for her. She wouldn't be safe like she is now, her mother wouldn't be safe. Many people would be out to get her, not just our government but lots of horrendous people, clients of her father. Previous clients. They would kill her without hesitation and I am the only living link to her.