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

Gravity should have been the name I was given instead of Huitaca which meant warrior. Yet right now I found solace in falling instead of trying to fight for something that had no direction. Although this was understandable, people could easily change at any moment without realizing that they were doing it. Usually, they would see the light when it was way too late and this was the moment for Allon.

We should have let our love for each other die out when we felt the flame spark, we should've let that night be a mistake and I could've taken the minimum punishment. I know it would have been less than the one we received but now I wondered was it worth it all. Especially now as I watched him confess everything to me.

Chapter Seventy-Three: Past: Take Flight or Fight