Kiss Me Dangerous
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Her screams impregnated the house, her tears streaming down her cheeks, begging for it to be her instead, asking God to show mercy. The ropes tore against her skin, blood oozing out but she could care less for her pain.
She was begging for a saviour, choking on her own spit..wailing for help. The axe dropped one last time and laying on the floor was her mother's body, drowning in her own blood and finally her eyes glazed over.
She felt her heart stop as witnessed her mother last breath...
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"Mommy why doesn't daddy love me?" he whimpered. Her heart broke the moment her three year old son uttered these words, his big cinereal glassy eyes staring at her. She picked him up gently cuddling him, she didn't know how to explain her husband's actions.
"How can I love something that's a result of a mistake?!" his father growled. "Infact, he is a mistake, I don't love you or him. I never wanted the both of you and you know that!!" He snarled before he strode away and never returned...
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