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Carter

Now that Mia was firm in her decision to murder me, I had to chain her up

I wasn’t happy about it

Neither was she

Just like when she first came into my captivity, I cuffed her ankles to the bed so she could only reach the bathroom when she needed it Her bedroom was stripped bare, so only the essentials re she could use to plot against me

But now she would have to live her last few days this way

Like a prisoner

She sat on the bed and stared at est asshole on the planet, she despisedcompared to her disappointment There was a point in ti me There was affection between us, delicate kisses between two lovers She even said I was a good one

She hated ain

“Let ” I pocketed the key and walked out of the room

“Fuck off, Carter”

I kept my back to her but paused on the threshold Insults never bothered me, but hers did

She had a son

I shut the door and locked it behind me before I walked into my office

She had a son

I couldn’t believe it

An eight-year-old boy was out there somewhere, without ahis et back to hi in to the temptation of suicide, she continued to persevere in the hope she would be free someday

She was brave

Far braver than I was

Most people would have given in to the temptation and prayed their child would understand But her spirit gave her the strength to keep or’s punishht escape soin with—she wouldn’t take her life like all the others