What bothered him the most was their son, Damian had not yet asked of his mother.
“Damian?” Jay walked beside the boy, who busied himself with his toys, and lowered himself to meet his gaze. “Is there anything you’ve been wanting to ask daddy about?”
I became envious of her dreams they were her solitude from reality.
She walked past him towards the door, every step felt like her skin was being torn off her body. She gritted her teeth to fight back the tears that threatened to flow endlessly as she twisted the door knob, its cold hard steel piercing into her palms . She swung the door wide open.
the stain of crimson red on the floor dripped from the dark red pool
formed on her faded, white, flower-patterned dress, it was her favorite
dress. Like an invisible force pushed him he sprinted to her side. Clasping
her cold hand which were stained with dark red. His eyes wandered the room
frantically till they fell upon the glock 22, previously in the drawer. He looked at
her, the unwavering smile of satisfaction on her face sent chills down his spine
You combine with societal ideology of perfection
To tell me that your well edited dream life is better than my reality
How she fought her battles without drawing an audience
Her effortless gait teased him in so many ways
“No!” Ashley swatted his hands away “I don’t want to..I’m not going anywhere till you tell me what we’re doing in the woods” she struggled, trying to pull away but his grip tighten and he yanked her towards him effortlessly “No, Bryan let go of me” she was terrified now…her mind could already phathom what was going to happen, or even possible bad thing that could happen… Her mum was right, she needed to get away.