Monica pov
Again I woke up cold beads of sweat ran down my face. I looked over at the clock and it read 1:30 in the damn morning. I had another nightmare about what happen that night. I looked over at Ace, and he was sleeping quietly. I tried to get up silently trying my hardest not wake him or the things that would happen to me would not be pretty on my end. I know everyone hates me, and think that I am the worst mother that could walk the grounds on the earth, but if you knew the reasons for my doing this, and sticking to a man that I do not love for all these years, and doing everything he says is out of love then you are can't read between the lines.