no regrets whatsoever for what he had done to his wife, Rosalyn by his side was smi

here she watched her for one last time and moved on, as part of the divorce, the car

where she used to go with her family - feeling that she was being followed, but it could all be a figment of h

ing that it was all just a sick joke, she closed her eyes and blinked heavily, but when she opened them

and words of love he had said, all the plans and goals to be fulfilled, in the end it had never been real -

en though they were not in the same area, this didn't stop their friendship. Her friend's mansion was thirty minutes away from the central park, the cloudy skies announced a rain soon, her feet already ac

her own to get everything back to normal. She got up and walked to the

making her hold her arm with one hand, as the other hand was pulling her bag. At every moment, Flora looked back with the intention of recognizing so

o protect herself from the rain that dared to fall, the option the girl had found to get to the mansion faster was to cut her way, feeling the cold of the street, she missed

was following was known for gangsters and thieves. Flora held on tightly to her purse and as she passed by the place, she observed

she thought she would have no chance against the man, even though she had fought when younger. Trying to

? - asked the drunken man sniffing her ne

of me y

ned around the age of fifteen from her high school boyfriend who trained her when he co

get there soon and to get rid of the rain and future threats from the man and whoever else saw her a

l, he kept his distance protecting her as best he could, but he saw that she never needed to be saved, she was always strong and independent

rl, hm? - he inquired to the man who was still

- he stammered,

what he had been doing since very early in the morning, but before he could get in, a shiny jewel caught hi

- said the m