Chapter 19

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"That is not true," Luke shook his head. "Not true at all."

"What did she sign?" Victor asked. "I didn't catch it."

"She said a woman's role is to cook, clean, care for the family, and do what the man says no questions asked," Gabriel growled. "That is what she was made for. Which is not fucking true in the slightest."

Don't lie! She signed and shook her head The wife or woman is supposed to stay home and care for the children and family while the man works and supports the family financially. The man makes all the decisions, and the woman does as she is taught and told. She flinched. I'm sorry I shouldn't have yelled. She bowed her head and braced for the punishment.

Luke and Gabe clenched their fists and sighed. Luke slowly and carefully walked over to her making sure she was able to hear his steps. He stopped in front of her. "Will you please look up at me Cupcake?" he asked forcing the anger to dissipate when he spoke to her. He saw Gabe texting and knew he was telling them what she signed. They had way more work cut out for them than they originally thought.

He waited until she looked up at him and then he fell to his knees and spoke softly. "Maybe back in the forties and fifties the woman stayed home but there were also tons of women that worked to provide for their families as well. How else would we have teachers and seamstresses and nurses and others like that? Wives are more important than husbands because they are raising the next generation and teaching them how they should treat others. Women are so much more important than men, I'm sorry he filled your head with those lies but that's not how we feel or think. Women are supposed to be treated like queens not slaves or maids. You can say what you want, you can make your own decisions, you can be independent and do what you want. It's okay, we want you to do what you want just if it's not dangerous. Will you please let us show you how you are really supposed to be treated?"

I... She sighed then tried again I don't remember how to be like that she signed slowly. I don't know if I can be like that again. I'm not the same girl you use to know. I can't ever be her again. I'm sorry I don't like making big decisions, just the thought of making decisions makes me want to throw up. I can't...I'm too broken...I'm too....I'm sorry. She started gasping and clutched her shirt.

"Breathe Pookie," Sean rushed over to her recognizing the oncoming panic attack. Max barked and jumped up on her then gently whined as she clutched his fur. "Breathe Lynn," Sean whispered as Luke helped her to the floor. Max placed his head on her shoulder and just sat there while she buried her face into his fur. "Feel Luke's chest Lynn," Sean whispered rubbing her back. "Try and copy his breathing. Nice and slow Lynn, nice and slow, that's it, good girl, just like Luke's, that's it, good girl."

Luke and Sean looked up at the team who were trying to control their anger. Luke saw their phones, so he knew Gabe had translated what she had said.

Once her breathing was under control Sean sighed, "I think that's enough excitement for right now, as your doctor I'm ordering you to go rest. How is your throat and chest feeling?" She glanced up from Max's fur and his heart broke seeing her tears. "Okay, I'm prescribing cuddles and rest. Marc will make you something soft and easy on your throat, right now you just need to rest. You can't get better if you don't rest, it's a scientific fact proved correct by doctors so I know what I'm talking about."

She smiled and wiped her tears away. He smiled and kissed her forehead. "Up Kitten?" Raven asked and she looked at him in shock then confusion. She searched his eyes for something then slowly released Max and held her arms out. He smiled as he gently picked her up and made sure her legs were securely around him. She watched him as he carried her then slowly laid her head in the crook of his neck. When he didn't force her away or growl in anger she sighed softly causing him to force back a groan feeling her lips so close to his neck. He gently sat her on her bed and got in bed with her, he pulled her close to him then handed her the remote. "Watch Kitten rest." He noticed that she wasn't relaxing and frowned then realized she was confused about him being in bed with her. "Relax Kitten, lay want is okay." She bit her lip then slowly laid against him. He noticed she was fidgeting with her fingers. He smirked, "touch Kitten is okay touch like Kitten's touch." She laid her head on his chest then softly started tracing the tattoos on his chest. He noticed after awhile that she tended to favor the bear one on his chest and smirked when he glanced down and realized she was fast asleep. He took a picture and sent it to the group then set it as his background and lock screen.

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