Get your Filty hand off my wife” Fords dominaring voice echoed through the room.
In shock Mrs Johnson removed her hands from Elena’s wrist.
Walking towards them. “Now listen, I choose her, I need her, I want her, she’s mine. Don’t you ever think you have a right over her. Let this be my warning to you and daughter”.
He slipped in fingers into Elena’s own gently waking away with her.
He couldn’t keep quiet on how she was being treated.
Sitting inside the car, Elena couldn’t believe what had just happened. it was the first time someone was standing up for her in a long while. Tears of joy flowed down her cheeks suddenly her cheeks were turned only to find Fords lips on hers.