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 closer they got, the louder the dark whispers got, and when I finally felt someone attack me. I screamed, pulling out a weapon I had no idea I had, and fired. I heard a loud scream and a thud. Not knowing who it was I couldn't do anything about it. I was blind and everything around me was as dark as ever. I moved back until I hit a wall and slide down. Feeling my body let in and out quick breaths as though I had been sprinting.

"You need to breathe in deeply, and let it out slowly. Until everything comes back to you, otherwise you'll faint, don't do that to yourself. Don't." I heard a voice say.

"I can't see, I can't see." I cried, feeling my body tremble again and become cold.

Chapter Eighty: Past: A Letter To My Unborn