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

<p>We had watched the light come up without even flinching, Mico and I had cried. Let out our emotions and decided to just let the quietness fill the room as though a guest. The worry of yesterday had gone and today laid an open space for uncertainty to take its seat.</p>

<p>I barely even thought about Jay, after that long talk with Mico I had realized the importance of putting trust in one even if the odds were against it. I didn't want to run and prove my suspicions right or wrong. I didn't want to fight him anymore, I just wanted him to do his job and watch over her when I couldn't. I just wanted her to remember that she was my wife despite everything. I just wanted to be content with the thought that we had survived after so much battle.</p>

Chapter Ninety-Five: Past: Realization & Explosions