𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐘.

With your vision cloudy and body unstable, you could vividly see the haunting images of deception flashing throughout your mind.

Pressed against the rim of the toilet you could taste the vomit staining the inside of your mouth as the bitter taste rattled in your throat with every cough and breath you took.

Glancing around the bathroom you could see the floor and bedroom peeking in filled with empty, half-full and even broken bottles of wine. With your ruined marriage lingering on your mind you could only focus on the way your three kids would react.

Knowing that they had to depend on you, you knew M'Baku would pay for sacrificing your family for a quick fuck.