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"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

And she honestly didn't know how long it would take, especially as she felt as though she was close to passing out, she just wanted to grip onto something but as the memories unblocked themselves. She felt as though different classics had fallen from their shelves onto her. pushing her more and more down till it was too much for her to push away.

Unico wanted to cry and scream as she felt them come at her all at once, she felt her mind resisting but her soul pushing to try and take it all. Yet she wondered if this was exactly what she wanted especially since she had been begging to try and get out of this pain, begging to remember everything that had happened.

Especially since she had been begging for the wall to come down and it finally had but at what cost?

Chapter Two: Hundred & Six: Past: Red River (Part three)