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>He heard the sound of the trees and the bushes being pushed apart and turned to see Jay come to them. His eyes slightly filled with tears, Mitch nodded at him and left knowing that the best person who could easily understand was him. So he walked away and left Jay to deal with the pain.  </p>

<p>"Tell me it isn't true…" she repeated loudly and turned to see Jay step closer towards her, his very own tears streaming down his face with blood on his shirt. "Por favor, tell me it isn't true!" she yelled at him and he shook his head. Indicting to her that it really was. "Allon was shot and your mother… she… died of cancer." He whispered as he stared at her with pain.</p>

Chapter Two: Hundred & Twenty-Three: Present: Connect The Beginning And The End (Part Three)