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

Owen whipped the sweat off of Unico's forehead with a cool cloth, repeating the motion for the tenth time. He kept a bucket of cold water next to him, making sure to try and bring down her temperature.

Ever since the hospital, she had been shaking as though an addict and it made him worried. She seemed so scared of her own friends that he decided it was best that he did everything by himself. Refusing to hire anyone to do the job for him, so he brought the table in the room and worked at times close to her. Making sure that she was still fine.

There was a house nurse that came over to watch over her and make sure that the drip was still functioning well with no issues. The doctor that Unico had decided to go see was the one to make sure to give the nurse and make sure there were three-hour updates.

Chapter Hundred & Thirty: Past: Cupid Performs Voodoo