Wifes Revenge

Wifes Revenge

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Samantha loves David so much,she endure so much pain he gave her. David plan to ruin her life to take revenge then get everything she have. Covered from bruises she sat next to him and cried silently she bit her lips preventing herself making such noise.Samantha stared lovingly to him while sleeping.He always fell asleep right after he's done beating her. When blood from her head start falling down through her face,everything went blurry collapse right next to him covered by her own blood. . . She woke up in the hospital alone and helpless. A nurse came in when she notice me her awake she immediately called for a doctor. When the doctor arrives they took some test and check her vitals,everything. She ask them why is she here?who bring her here? and what happened to her? She took a deep breath first and said. 'You've been in coma for 2 months Mrs.Samantha Sandoval,the person that bring you here is Mr.Dean Guevarra. We are all asking the question,you came here covered by your own blood coming from your head like someone hit's you so hard in the head,it nearly fractured your skull but gladly it didn't. If you can't remember all of it as expected in your case you may be experiencing temporary amnesia.You don't have to worry about the bills it's fully paid all you have to do is motivate yourself to recover from the painful past and start a new life.'-the doctor sincerily said.She hold my hands and squeeze it. My tears fell down as i tried so hard to sink in everything she said but it took me a long time processing it. I got frustrated trying to remember everything. 'Don't forced yourself Samantha your memory lost is just temporary,you need to recover first.'-she said. She didn't answer her back.She closed her eyes trying to remember anything. When suddenly the door opens a middle age woman came in and before she lost her consciousness Samantha notice a man standing right next to her. He quickly approach Samantha and held her into her arms. -miamor-
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An uptight and unforgiving single father tells a young reporter, the story of his second wife and himself. A story that is hidden behind a national fight against the war on drugs. Reliving moments that were just as painful as they were joyous, never rethinking his decisions but watching them rip him apart for a second time. He informs the reporter on moments that tell his version of the story. A story that his wife couldn't tell. Remembering his love for some and his irrational behavior towards others. attempting to teach lessons that he never learned himself. **************** "Vincenzo," she stood over me, "please. Please. Please." I nodded, I looked down at Constance, then I looked back at her. She looks like a bomb ready to detonate, it's over. I stood up and put Constance in his cot, he began to giggle at the sight of the mobile. His fist in his mouth admiring the hanging sea creatures, dolphins, whales, and turtles. I looked back at Evangeline, she was breathing heavily and losing all control. She plopped down on the bed, and I moved from the cot to look at her. Once my feet stood in front of her she took her ring off and threw it at me. It hit my chest. It fell right on my slipper. She was growing with hysteria. Her fingers running through her hair. I was frozen, she was heaving and she fell from the bed onto her knees. She crawled to the corner of the room, in between the wall and the dresser. Her red shirt rubbing against the green walls of the bedroom. Her shoulder grazed the beige dresser, making scratches on her arms and she didn't care. I looked down at the ring sitting on my foot, to my Evangeline. My mouth hung open but I couldn't say anything, the only noise in the room was the scraping of Evangeline's shoulder and the little giggles escaping the cot. My money was on my foot, but my heart split across the room." -Chp 15

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