As I read the letter,my heart died.It was true.All of it.Given the circumstance I was in....everything I had done...it was all for him.He would never forgive me for this. I clutched the letter to my chest as my knees gave out.
She cried out in agony. She never wanted this. This wasn't her choice, but she knew that what she wanted had never mattered. It was never what she wanted and and destroyed her inside to know it would always be that way.
Where to go now? He thought to himself as he rested his feet on the back of the bus seat. In some ways he couldn't even believe he was finally running away from that he'll hole he lived in. But was this brave or was this cowardly he worried.