Todos los capítulos de Torn Apart By Fate: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

The sun was setting. The chirping of birds were fading while some bats could be seen flying freely above the mountain. Higher above, a few stars were already shining. Unconscious of the occurring dusk, the girl sitting by her desk, pen in hand was completely lost in her writing. Suddenly, the door of her room flew open and her mother stormed in. She switched on the light. ''Dear Lord, what are you writing in this darkness? Put on the light at least!''Unwillingly the girl stopped and raised her head. Sarah Brown, a twenty three years old lady, wearing nerdy glasses, behind which laid two big blue eyes, shadowed by a cloud of deep melancholy, followed by a straight nose and thin lips which could melt hearts when curved in a smile. Her blonde waist length hair tied in a messy bun on top of her head. When she stood up, she was a medium height not too tall, nor too short. She had a very slim and vulnerable appearance yet coated with a striking beauty.''What, mom?'' She asked in a soft

Big blue eyes twinkling with tears looked up at him. They were the most beautiful and vulnerable eyes he’d ever seen. Just by looking into them, they revealed the feeling of the person. Just like when she collided with him and he saw a cloud of shock and fear in them. They were replaced then by a mixture of terror and horror when he has killed these rivalry gangsters. Now, the girl laid unconscious on his bed and she seemed so vulnerable and innocent that he felt a feeling of protectiveness rising inside him and this unfamiliar feeling completely disturbed him.Devlin glanced at her again. She was a very beautiful young woman probably in her early twenties or maybe even eighteen or close. She had a pale, milky innocence, thin and somewhat frail looking body, yet possessing a steely attraction. Her hair was braided with very few bangs covering her forehead. Her eyelashes were long and it was difficult to say whether they were real or fake. However her face was bare of any trace

If that day was a long day, then the next two days felt like two weeks. They were dragging seconds by seconds. However Sarah was holding it pretty bravely. It looked absurd to herself how lightly and well she was coping with this reality. Or maybe, the reality hadn’t hit her yet? For Sarah, all these dramatic events in her life felt nothing but surreal. Maybe she had fallen asleep and was sucked in a very long nightmare. Or perhaps she had been summoned in a novel and she had turned into one of the characters. But there was no way that this was happening for real in her life. More bewildering was her own behaviour. Sarah was this kind of girl who would not even dare to raise her eyebrows to strangers, let alone to men! She had always been warned by her father to stay away from them and she had never really been in the company of any men except for her classmates. Yet, here strangely, she had challenged and even exploded at this man who was supposed to be her kidnapper, this monster

''What?!” Jordan blinked. “You are worried about that girl?! She almost escaped, Devlin! She nearly reported you to the police! And all you are worrying about is the security of that girl?!''Instantly Devlin turned his face and glared at him. Oh God, Jordan screamed mentally, the lion was indeed very angry. Throwing up his hands in surrender, he apologised quickly,''Sorry, sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I just- it just slipped,'' and put his hands over his mouth, trying to ease the tension in the room. However, Devlin sat upright, the frown gone, replaced by a determination in his eyes.''Prepare hiding spot number three. Tomorrow I will take her there. It’s closer to the place where I’ve met her and I’m pretty sure there, we can find some information about her and her family.''And the game instantly changed. Sarah swallowed down the lump in her throat for the third time. She could feel how sweaty her palms were as she tightened them. Her heart was not beating fast, yet it sk

With the warm afternoon sunrays on her skin, the cool breeze playing softly with her hair, a complete peace and freedom burst into Sarah’s heart. After running for half an hour, they now found themselves on a road of which both sides were surrounded with corn fields. The plants were green and lively just like her soul. For twenty years, Sarah had been under her patriarchal father’s command. She lived the life he chose for her and never rebelled although she always did inside her heart. She lived a very strict and unhappy childhood, always carrying a suffering from her parent’s suffocating marriage. When his father expressed his discontentment for her advanced education, she didn’t rebel. Again, when he disapproved of her getting a job, she hadn’t said anything. There was a series of things that she had been prohibited to do. Sarah was basically a mechanism of her father’s patriarchal beliefs. Since childhood she was fabricated this way. She was given an order and she lived by it, wit