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

Song recommended: Work By Charlotte Day Wilson

Happy reading pretty little leagues

"You don't know pain," she started as she rubbed her hands together, trying to give herself some sort of warmth though the room was warm enough. "You don't know pain until everything crashes down on you and you don't know where to turn or who to call. You don't know pain until you are calling out to strangers as though Messiah's, hoping that one of them will admit to being one. You see cheating is one thing, I've met fellow prisoners who have given up their entire life to kill the pain who simply cheated on them.

Chapter Two: Hundred & Eight: Present: Past: Turning Tables