Bitter Prince by Eva Winners EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Eva Winners
- Language: English
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DAMON, 12 YEARS OLD
ante and I sat at the dining table, our eyes trained on our plates. Mine
burned, but I knew if Father caught me crying, he’d whip me. My
back itched at the thought as I felt my shirt shift across my scars.
But it was worth it to spare the little girl with crystal blue eyes and
golden curls. For some reason, I couldn’t bear to see the fear in her eyes.
Everyone was afraid of Father. But the thought of tears streaming down her
plum cheeks had my chest tightening. Just like it had when Father hurt my
mother.
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Smash.
Another loud crash, and it didn’t take a genius to know there’d be a lot
of broken furniture. Mamma and Father always argued. He called her a
spoiled whore. She screamed for him to avenge her. I didn’t understand
much of what was said, but it was hard to understand why he always yelled
at her. Mamma said that a good man never raised his hand or his voice at
women or children.
And yet, she loved him.
Another bloodcurdling scream tore through the castle. I pushed my
chair back and stood. We weren’t permitted to interfere, but I couldn’t let
him hurt my mamma. If I got the beating intended for her, so be it.
“Amon, you shouldn’t…” Dante trailed off as he looked at my face.
Then he sighed and pushed his chair back too. “Fine, we do it together.”
I shook my head. “No, you’ll have to take care of Mamma.”
His jaw clenched, and I knew he didn’t like my answer. But this would
be one of those times that I’d enforce the “I’m older” rule. Even if only by a
few weeks.
I walked through the foyer covered in broken glass and red droplets.
Blood. My heart twisted as I walked up the stairs, following the trail of
destruction and the sound of angry voices. My feet carried me toward
Father’s bedroom door, which stood ajar.
“How could you let him step foot in here? Our home.” Mamma’s voice
cracked. “Knowing… how he treated me. Used me.”
“This had nothing to do with you.” Father’s booming voice shook the
windows. At least it felt that way. “Stop being melodramatic and jealous. It
is unbecoming.”
“You… you… monster. I gave you e-everything.” Mamma reverted to
speaking Japanese, her sobs breaking her words. “I’m still giving you
everything. And you—”
“Don’t finish that,” Father said with a threatening growl. A loud creak
sounded, immediately followed by soft sobs that made my gut twist. I
hadn’t eaten dinner yet, but lunch threatened to come back up my throat.
I pushed the door open, stepped into the doorframe, and froze.
Father had Mamma on the bed, his knee on her throat. Her hands were
tied to the bed rail, her body bruised and bloody. Her clothes were ripped
and hanging off her like rags.
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