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>They heard three knocks and it was enough to let them know that shit was about to take a turn, Oliver pulled away from me hurriedly and sat far away. He seemed to quickly fix himself and allow his emotions to be numbed away as he turned back to face me. Making sure to seem neutral though the room still felt hot and tense, it bothered her.</p>

<p>She was pretty sure hurt flashed like lightning by her eyes as he watched her because of the way he turned from her. Seeming to try and gather himself but Huitaca was too tired to try to. She had felt many things but she wished that he hadn't awoken the past emotions and memories that should have been buried like enemies.</p>

Chapter Hundred & Eighty-One: Past: Three Knocks