Her Breaking Point
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Natasha drove in silence. Memories violently flooding her mind of the night before. Fear coursed through her vaines as she replayed the the events, unable to think of anything else. She reached up with her left hand and wiped her tear stained cheek when she feels the chill of the band around her wedding finger. She looks at the beautiful gemstone on her engagement ring. As stunning as the it was. It were laced with evil memories. She wiggles it off. She debated for a minute on tossing it out the window. She could care less to ever set eyes on it again. She was actually grateful she never actually married that man. Even though she called him her husband and he called her his wife. They never had the wedding he promised her. It was just another broken promise. It was one of the first broken promises to be exact. She decides to throw them in the ash tray instead. She may need to sell them for money. They were definitely worth a pretty penny. Natasha looks in the rear view mirror. No headlights behind them. Her eyes gaze over to the bundle asleep in his booster seat. His blonde head slightly cocked over as he slightly snored. He is so beautiful. She knew in her heart this was the only way to protect them. But she was scared at what consequences may lie ahead.
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