Serial_seresposa

"It was wild to think that maybe I could be normal, wild to think that maybe I had left this dangerous lifestyle," I murmured, taking a shot as I turned around only to find the gun pointed to my head.

"You should know by now, love. No one ever escapes..." he said. I once believed that I was his and he was mine but now look at him, a fool with no conscience. 

Or maybe I had lost mine...

"You better aim right and not miss because if you don't... I will kill you myself." I whispered, taking a seat and watching him with a teasing smile.

I knew for a fact that I would never miss.

A young woman on the rise, living a life that most can only dream of. Having no one but her colleagues from childhood. Dreams can only fathom reality until a taste of desire and love changes the rise. 

Having been betrayed, broken, rejected, and lost. Unico finds her purity stained with blood but no regret. In cuffs but no denial. Being sentenced, to tell the truth, therapy may be the only redemption. 

Unico Thora hopes to find a balance between the past and the present as she figures out the lead to her downfall.

Her Minds Instinct

The room was filled with sympathy, so much I felt my heart finally soften after years of being tough, but it wasn't enough. They looked at me. Sympathy, pity and bit of sadness in their eyes but if this is how they are right now.


 I don't need them to know the full story. 


"Because if you are like this right now…and we haven't really begun…than imagine how you'll be when I'm done." I croaked.


Nevertheless, I continued, while they needed an explanation I needed the healing.


Chapter Seventeen: Present: Therapist