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The Darkness Beyond the Daisies
Cori Zahara
Adult/minor relationship, Alcoholism, Animal cruelty, Animal death, Body shaming, Cancer, Child abuse, Child death, Confinement, Cursing, Death, Domestic abuse, Drug abuse, Emotional abuse, Fatphobia, Gore, Gun violence, Hate crime, Incest, Mental illness, Miscarriage, Pedophilia, Physical abuse, Rape, Sexism, Sexual assault, Sexual content, Sexual violence, Slavery, Terminal illness, Torture, Toxic relationship, Violence, Forced institutionalization, Blood, Trafficking, Kidnapping, Grief, Cannibalism, Stalking, Murder, Schizophrenia/Psychosis , Pregnancy, Fire/Fire injury, Abandonment, and Injury/Injury detail
My life was good.
My life was normal.
My life was stolen away in the blink of an eye.
At eighteen-years-old, I was kidnapped and sold. Purchased by a couple who'd put their life savings into rescuing a stranger, with only one request... I'd befriend their mentally-unwell son.
So, I did.
And he made it easy, being everything I needed to escape the darkness in my own head.
But it was all lies.
I was never meant to be a friend. I was here for a purpose, a means of controlling someone they couldn't. Someone volatile and unpredictable. Someone who could switch from my dream guy to my worst nightmare without a warning.
And I'd made the mistake of getting close to him before seeing all sides of him.
And that left me defenseless.
